A girl-majority surf trip

Coffee, croissants, surfing, wine, cheese, crackers, magazines, nail salon, snooze, surfing, rum, fish, steak, chocolate, wine, rum...

We all ended up with red toenails and Ollie reckoned that when we went surfing, you could just see ten red toes sticking over the back of the wave as we paddled into them.


  1. Hehe, wish I had a camera... :-D

  2. Yep. Is something wrong Loom?

    We "paddled in" to the wave and Ol watched us from the lineup, and so, as we "paddled in" to the wave, you could see our feet sticking over.

    Does that clarify?.


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