After a pretty painful (but still enjoyable) first day yesterday, my feet were a mess. Slightly too large flippers, seawater and lots of movement resulted in blister hell. I thought I was safe on the way back until we had to paddle to shore from the pickup boat. As everyone knows, salt on wounds
With the aid of my entire supply on bandages used up (note: buy more...), a pair of trainer (sneakers for the US gang) socks and I'm ready to drown/dive again today. Muuuchhh better! Socks and diving are the way forward I feel.
Rather than waffle on about what was seen down there, I'll post some pics when I get my grubby mitts on them tomorrow. (Edit: luckily you can't see the stylish socks, but trust me they are there.)
Beer o'clock over here!
PS. Another fine Leeds loss, keep it up boys... *sigh*
3 comments:
socks and fins? watch out for the fashion police! else i'll just have to give you a beating next time i see you.
As anyone who knows me, fashion ain't really my thing to begin with :)
!slap williama
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