Yesterday I went parasailing on the boat trip. Was all right, not really a raving review. I've burnt my knees quite red since I forgot to grease-up with Factor 50. As ever, one was enjoying the imagined company of young ladies. There was a girl I thought was German reading her book. I could have serenaded her with a bit of "Ich, Ich bin dann König!/Und du, du Könnigen!" Need I mention any interaction was exclusively in my head? She was as English as the rest of them anyway.
The captain of the ship was styled straight out of 1985 with his Jheri curl. The whole crew including Captain Gavrili were acrobatic fish. After anchoring and having lunch, they were flying off the back of the boat every-which-way. My brother won the Champagne-dive. Wow.
As a side note, I've been unable to make any progress with Neuromancer - I just can't get into it right now. Instead, I've picked up the copy of Catcher in the Rye my brother didn't hand back into the school library. I'd like to know what the fuss is about, it's mediocre so far.
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