Canoe

A brief post, which will be filled out tomorrow.

Rob Hoge and I took to the lake in a canoe. Nobody died, no canoe was injured, no one fell in.

The conversation did go something like this, though:

Angela: Hey, rocks.

Rob: Rocks?

Both: Argh! Rocks! Left! Left! No, your other left!!!

Angela: Hey, pelicans.

Rob: I wonder if they’ll attack us.

Angela: Probably zombie pelicans.

Rob: Bound to happen.

Tomorrow, I will post the last known photos of Britain’s greatest living (at the time of the photos) writer, Robert Shearman disappearing across the lake, in manner of Dr Livingston.

V exciting.