Just outrageously warm today. Even the howling easterly wind was hot and that just never happens. This time a couple of years ago we had a really early Easter. I think it fell in mid to late March but it was one of the coldest Easters ever. A few hardy souls came for surfing lessons back then and still went in despite snow and thoroughly inclement conditions but I actually felt sorry for them.
This March has been altogether more clement. The water is still blooming cold mind.
Hope the budget worked out well for you today, apparently I will get £45 extra over the coming year. That may just about cover a fortnight of fuel price rises. The best part of the budget for me was forcing two 17 year olds who I was taking surfing to listen to the full George Osborne budget speech on Radio 4. Perhaps the worst kind of punishment that any 17 year old could take. Although they listened with good grace they did raise their eyebrows over the extra £100m (could have been £200m so don’t quote me) that George has granted the nation for fixing potholes. One of them also observed that the jeering in the background of the House of Commons just made the politicians sound like junior school pupils.
Wisdom beyond their tender years.
News
Surf Movie
Check out this bad boy. Might be interesting when it comes out.
Talented Painter
Not me, the guy who I am skivvying for in the flats. Turns out the swine can paint, surf, is clever enough to get into Camborne School of Mines (very hard – only 30 spaces a year worldwide for the course he is on) and he knows his way around a guitar.
Git.
http://listn.to/SenseOfSerenity/player#t=0&pos=952&s=613491
Trago Mills
Bugger, missed some pretty good surf today as once again I was chained to a roller/bit of sandpaper/hammer for the best part of 12 hours. The only respite was a brief sojourn to the Falmouth branch of Trago Mills.
I cant quite decide whether I love or hate the place – Trago that is. Its got a lot going for it. You can buy almost anything you could want from kitchens to carpet to light bulbs to sweets to shoes and all at very reasonable, dare I say it, rock bottom prices.
The problem is the quiet desperation of every staff member. I suspect they are joyful people most of the time but are transformed by a Trago staff manual that demands that all staff must routinely ignore customers by pretending they are doing something important. This ‘something important’ can be anything from shouting across the shop floor about the crapness of their own senior and middle management or just opening one of their work desks to gaze at a cupboard door festooned with soft pornography that they have lovingly sellotaped to it.
The overall atmosphere is not unlike stepping back in time to when all pubs were dark, had sticky carpet and a ‘Big D’ peanut dispenser that upon selling the last pack revealed a naked lady. There is an added political dimension as the owner is a diehard UKIP supporter so most of the inside walls, and occasionally the outside walls, feature some anti-Europe propaganda.
After it was off to Rick Steins newly opened chippy. Polite staff, clean airy surroundings and beautiful food. Its just a shame that they don’t sell vinyl matt magnolia in 10L tubs.
Come on Rick, sort it out.
So yeah, basically the prices do keep you going to Trago but its kind of like a guilty pleasure as well. A ‘can’t live with them, can’t live without them’ type thing perhaps?
New board
Hmmm, early surfs suggest that this board could be an absolute beauty. Does all the simple stuff well (you wouldn’t believe how many boards don’t) and even an old duffer such as myself can attempt some of the not so simple stuff. I still don’t complete many of the harder moves but its a start!
I’ll try and get some video.
More painting and whatnot down at the surf school today. Beautiful weather down there as well. If you got out of the breeze then you could get a tan I reckon. My nose is burnt to a crisp!
