Well, it appears it is time for me to go on another road trip. This time it is to Devon with some other reprobates. The excuse for this trip is so that we can do a spot of surfing. Above is how I imagine myself when I hit the sea, below is how I suspect I actually look. 
We will of course be camping, which in itself will pose a whole raft of problems. We will have to erect a large tent in near darkness after a couple of beers. Our saving grace however, is that Captain Al will be there to marshall us all. Left to myself and Mark Clemence, we would undoubtedly be sleeping outside. Anyway, I shall return with pictures to relay what a complete and utter shambles of a weekend it was and how Al wore his jumper round his shoulders, like a member of a boating club, the whole time (borrowed that from a genius e-mail I got yesterday, which was both hilarious and unprintable).
2 comments:
Very sorry to disappoint but the South Devon coast is not renound for its 40ft waves!!! You can however get wonderful "Hog's pudding" in the local town - ask Boss H for details :-)
Hope you come back alive Mr explorer! The pictures made me shed a small tear of laughter!
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