One of the dives planned for the day was a deep dive and, to help demonstrate the effects of nitrogen narcosis, the plan was to complete a timed task on the surface and on the bottom to demonstrate the impairment.
Of course what this meant was that everyone had to do the task and so he got into his usual competitive mood. He was unbearably smug (as usual) when he swept the floor with the competition.
After a long day of diving and thoroughly knackered he decided the sensible thing was to head off for a quick ride on a feisty Arabian horse. Despite her best efforts to throw the buffoon he somehow hung on over some very challenging terrain (well the beach). It is fair to record that the was a bit more of a handful than dozer.
And so with 7 dives under his belt and a certainty that he can now make it on the oil rigs that brings this chapter to an end.
Or rather it would have if the biggest night out did not have to follow.
Our readers' sensitive disposistions prevent us recording the full extent of the horror that followed but the following list may give a flavour:-
Strawpedoing several beers
Shots of Sambuca
Licking the Sambuca tray dry
Abusing Rachel
Dancing on a spinning chair
Falling off same
Passing out in the street
Pissing in the shrubbery
Swimming fully clothed
Dennis has asked us to make clear that throughout this she was a model of discretion and good behaviour. If you'll believe that you'll believe anything.
Pictures (have) follow(ed) soon. Stay tuned.
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I'm surprised you can even remember what happened on Friday night! I certainly have a few hours memory blank. Thanks for a great week. Janina(Pronounced Yanina actually)x
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