Christchurch river race

It was a busy weekend with lots of visitors from Plymouth up for the long weekend. As well as three nights of celebration we were out on Monday for Paul's birthday which once again coincided withhis wedding anniversary. It seems to happen every year! We hired a couple of boats and set off for an hour's jaunt up the river Avon which took us past some fantastic looking properties. It wasn't long before it became apparent that the boat Captain Andrews had selected was considerably slower than ours. Pirate Aquilina loved revving up and past his rival, leaving poor Paul in his wake. It soon became obvious why they had a slower vessel after Mitch and Paul tried to swap over the duties at the helm as they crashed into trees, hit another boat and had several near misses despite going more slowly than an asthmatic ant with a heavy bag of shopping. Even more amazingly, Jamie missed the opportunity to enjoy a pint in one of the pubs in Christchurch but he did find the world's strongest beer it appears as he spent a good deal of the evening after the barbecue spilling cans of stella. Hopefully everyone's fully recovered now - our weekend celebrations were far more fun that anyone else's that weekend, I am sure.