Forgotten Something?..
You know that feeling that you’ve forgotten something every time you go on holiday? Well, we left our bodyboards behind (nothing as important as a child – like the family in Home Alone – Although having seen the film, it must have been intentional. I’d have left him too…).
So there we were this evening, waist deep in the English Channel, big waves crashing around us, looking like a right pair of plebs. There were surfers, kayakers (is that a word?) and boyboarders enjoying the waves all along the beach, and us kicking ourselves. After some swimming and a few vain attempts at body-surfing (i.e. no board, and ending up like a beached whale), we called it a night.
There was a plus side to the evening though. While relaxing after the swim, I noticed quite how funny it looks when people try and get changed on the beach with a towel as their only shelter. No-one was revealing flesh so there was nothing pervy about it, I just hadn’t previously realised how comical it was. We’ve all done it, myself included, and I’m sure we all look like prats. It bring to mind the image that cartoonists use to depict a scrap. Arms and legs sticking out all over the place. Still, it’s either that or just get naked on the beach!
