Forgot to mention the moment i arrived at the beshc this morning.
Flat calm. I was bursting.
“Ah, what a perfect moment for a swim,” I thought…
So I dove in and went for a proper swim. First to the nearest buoy… then the farther one. Then to the rocks… until I found the perfect spot. Hidden from everyone.
That’s when I settle down, pull my swimsuit down and—PLOP! I push hard, and out comes the turd.
Ahhh, what a way to end the holidays…
the Shy Tird 