The Recidivist

A man of mature years should have learnt. But the danger of maturity is the establishment of bad ways.

Another beautiful creek trip today, the day after yesterday's seaweed incident. The destination was The Milbrook, a lovely pub, with a little brook, next to which we sat and drank. Mine was beer again. The distance back to home base was shorter than yesterday. Simple maths told me to drink more... simple maths, the last resort of the simpleton.

No engine crisis on this visit to South Pool. So why then the pressing bladder crisis? Oh yes, it's become a tradition!