When the others went snorkelling, I decided it wasn't my thing so took my sock-in-progress in the sea with me instead...

But it wasn't that cold and the underwater camera I'd bought was just too much fun...

I even had a surfing lesson. I was prepared to hate it, but in contrast to my first ever snowboarding lesson, I didn't want it to end. I never managed to get up off my knees on the board, but the very first wave I caught took me all the way back to shore at a mental speed.
After St Ives I stayed with Simon for a couple of days on his boat, and got my first Twisted Tweed sock finished.

Anyone got a pattern for a wetsuit?
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