Monthly Archives: July 2007

Bit bloggered…

I’ve been struggling a bit with my blog posts recently. They’ve gone a tad sparodic and crap. My apologies. I think I was a mite blogged out with all the Big Blogger thing and the WBC thing and the Papersurfer thing. I have a full time job, a child who just won’t be fobbed off [...]

Ooer it’s so hot…

… you could fry an egg on my head. I’d go for the bald bit at the back – there’s a bit of a dent so it shouldn’t slide off. Top tip – don’t spend all weekend drinking large fruity cocktails and surfing your proverbial gonads off and expect to feel all bright eyed and [...]

A very strange thing…

I was sitting out back at Cantinho yesterday. Only a few people were out (surprising for a saturday) with a nice clean head high swell coming through. It was tending to close out but there’s nothing like dropping into a dumping barrel to wake you in the morning. AD and myself were discussing whether or [...]

Ollies place…

Oops I forgot to turn on my computer for a few days. Amazing how many genital enhancement solutions you can collect in that time. Luckily I can afford it as I seem to have won the lottery seventeen times over and have the inside nod on a good source of Rolex watches… I’ve been mooching [...]

Fire season…

There was a fire at the bottom of my track yesterday. It filled the house with smoke and was close enough to make me start getting nervous. The local Bombeiros were all over it within minutes and the fire was out in less than half an hour. No danger really but enough to get the [...]

Penfold’s surf tips – lesson 8

The Big One… One morning you wake up and it all makes sense. The endless humiliation, beatings and ears full of water. You have a revelation, an epiphany – you are no longer a complete bungling idiot you are now a partial bungling idiot. It’s time to trade in that plastic fantastic, you don’t need [...]

Sleep well children…

The loverly Surftwin said ‘I keep expecting that doll to open it’s eyes…’ Muwhah hah hah hah (in spooky deep voice). Hope you all sleep well… I didn’t surf today. But I did some plumbing. I bleedin’ hate plumbing but not as much as I hate having plumbers on my building site hence me (a [...]

Lunchtime snoozing…

During lunch banter is usually fairly loud and predictable. AD rants on about how many women he wants to ‘do’ or waves he wants to ‘nail’ (I think that’s the right way round) and we listen and groan in the available spaces. Today the conversation drifted to interesting sleeping arrangements… The usual drunken ‘halfway home [...]