07Mar
Friends in High Places
You may well be wondering how I have managed to get such VIP treatment by the British Ambassador.
In order to ensure that British diplomatic missions worldwide are not unduly visited by a hoard of thirsty surfers I should probably tell you that the Ambassador, Sarah, and her husband Phil are good friends of mine whom I have known for many years having met on a skiing holiday in France.
Visting them and enjoying being a part of events at the embassy through this week was something I simply couldn’t miss.
I think having a crusty surfer rolling through town spices things up a bit here too. Although I dont think I look too shabby in this picture taken of us all just before the British Ball.
The little lady in front is one of their daughters, Amy.
Like the NorCal slug of facial hair! Safe travels mate…just about to return to the water for the first time this weekend post-surgery rehab 🙂
Sadly the third eyebrow is no more. It kept stealing my food so had to go.
Glad to hear your shoulder is back on track. Hope to hear you are getting barreled again soon.