Hawaii

Brownie and Caro came up with an ambitious plan a to go snorkelling in Wainauma Bay.  It was an ambitious plan because it involved Waking Caroline Up Early.  

"When should I wake you?" sniggered Brownie.
"How about half past f*ckin' never," suggested Caro.

The two of them somehow managed to wake up at the crack at half past ten and we set out at about midday.  By the time we eventually arrived the beach at Wainauma Bay was covered in tourists, but fortunately it is big enough for this not to matter too much.  

Brownie and Caro collected bright yellow and pink snorkel gear and snorkelled off down to the beach while I lay in the sun and bake.  I expected to be there for quite some time, but before long they tramped back up to me, having been told off for "chasing a turtle".

"We never even SAW a f*ckin' turtle," Brownie complained.

I don't think they were too upset.  They had spent a lot of time swimming at Waikiki during the week.  I would show you some photographic evidence, but I wasn't allowed to get any.  "You take a picture of me in my swimming togs Sunshine, and I'll shove that camera up your arse," warned Brownie.  

Neither of them like having their picture taken, as a result I was forced to take pictures of them from behind their backs just to prove to their respective families that they have even visited Hawaii.  Even then Brownie wasn't happy and called me a pervert for taking lots of "&rse shots".