A day surfing we thought would be brilliant.my entire life I have always wanted be a surf chick. I mean how difficult can it be?!
Our surfing instructor ‘Dean’ was something else. I think he must have been an army reject.
His favourite catch phrase was ‘come on use your arms, paddle out’ ‘heres a beauty, get ready to go..pop..pop..pop. He even used the expression ‘ bloody hoons, spoil it for everyone’ at one point to describe the local rif raf. Hilarious.
He was pretty cool really as we asked if we could carry on surfing at the end of the class. ‘Sure just drop ‘em round my house’ he shouted as he sprinted off up the beach and jumped in his V8.
After an hour and a half we were close to drowning despite our 10ft unsinkable galleons. All good though, ‘caught a beauty’ and ‘rode her home’!
It was only the next day that I thought I may have ripped out both the origin and insertion of all my abdominal muscles and let me tell you there are more than you think (more than I thought too). Oh well it all contributes to being ripped before 35!
