Three

It's the magic number.

Depending on which weather forecast you believe today was the last day of summer in this corner of the world. I prefer to believe those that say we have a few more days left but if not it was a hell of a way to finish it off.

The waves in the background may look a little tame but by christ they nearly killed me today. I can't resist a bit of surf so off I went all balls and no sense. One minute I was up the next I was down, being sucked and pushed all over the place. No lifeguards here you see so stupid foreigners like me have often met their untimely demise in similar fashion. Don't panic was my mantra as I tried to swim for shore while being buffeted and choked as my heart rate increased and my stamina waned.

I'm here to tell the tale after somehow catching a wave that pushed me to the shore but by buggery I'll have a bit more sense next time. 1 - 0 to the sea.

After relocating my balls we went for a beer in the town along the coast where the red flag (don't swim you stupid tw*t) was flying. They were telling people don't even try to paddle.