Boardmasters circus

Well, apart from a shite grovelly few waves on the fish at Porthtowan on Sat morning, I've not been in the surf. However, today it's four feet and clean at Fistral, so I'm off to the local's spot, whoops can't tell you the name, at lunchtime when the tide will be perfect. As most of my colleagues think the Boardmasters is an excellent excuse to not be in the office (100th issue deadline notwithstanding) I am going to follow their lead. I may have forgotten to bring my waterproof watch.