Weekly Photo Challenge: Family

For Christmas last year, my younger sister decided to gift her immediate family (and my very English boyfriend) with a group surf lesson. If I said we were all equally thrilled and excited by the idea, I would be telling a big fat porky pie. Reactions ranged from enthusiasm and excitement to fear and loathing. Nevertheless, on a warm overcast day in Cronulla, we all showed up at the beach. For some it was to conquer a fear, for others, to try something new and for one because he wasn’t given a choice.

The following photograph was taken at the end of our lesson.


A couple of us actually managed to stand up and ride a wave or two to shore and the majority of us escaped without injury.

The head injury happened shortly after this photograph was taken…


There he is in the background, I’m sure you’ll all agree, that’s not the correct way to ride a surf board. From here he managed to dismount the board so clumsily that it launched in the air and landed, fin first, on his head. His prize for that was a 3cm cut on his head, a patch up from the lifeguards and a trip to the nearest hospital to get stitched up.


He also managed to give a good giggle to the locals who watched him walk down the beach wearing a “learn to surf” rash shirt and a bandage on his head.