As I paddled out I chose the smallest break and validated my choice with a defensive response to an imaginary critic in my head, "Well I did grow up in the industrial North of England where we don't even go in the water" I said, feeling better for having spoken my piece to no one in particular. (With apologies for yet another Gopro self obsessed picture of myself ...I just can't help it)!
As luck would have it this 'am I received this (not so) self obsessed pic of my bro and realized that talking of water, there must have been something in it from our youth! Yorkshire folk, nowt like 'um-look at us, what a pair of bobby dazzlers!
Post playtime, I relaxed and nattered with my wonderful and lovely friend Cheyenne. Never under estimate the value of resting your paws while watching the world go by.
Talking of the world going by, as I've been living my life eagerly crossing things off my to-do list...
- Taxes delivered to accountant.
- Paint laundry room.
- Dish soap.
- Burn CD's for girls.
- Call Wendy.
- Take vac to office.