or third beers! We were staying tee-total for the moment as we wanted to make the most of the day and check out the crystal clear waters. The boats can’t dock at any of the beach’s, they anchor up then ferry anybody who wants a lift in their inflatable boat. Of course Rob was one of the first to launch himself off the side of the boat but it took a lot of persuading for me to follow suit. Handicam who I have not yet mentioned, was egging me on as was Rob, so I threw caution to the wind and jumped off the side of the boat in the waters below. I’m not the best of deep water swimmers so I was relieved to have my husband grab my hand more or less as soon as I resurfaced. The water was lovely, it was pleasantly warm and very blue, the beach was also idyllic and we stayed around for approximately 30 minutes before the boats hooter sounded and we all headed back to the big boat.

Handicam was

waiting to get shots of everyone getting back on the boat and was very interested in us two, which we weren’t entirely happy about but Handicam was an extremely attractive and very pleasant girl who was employed to make a video of our boat trip. She was lovely in everyway and we certainly didn’t want to hurt her feelings by asking her not to film us. We knew at some point we would be hassled to buy this video masterpiece but we reckoned we could handle that. Her masterpiece was being created on an ancient style video recorder that was enormous in size and wrapped in some kind of protective sleeve - we hadn’t seen anything quite so big for at least 10 years.

We then headed round to another beach which I didn’t go swimming due to the number of manic fish that appeared out of nowhere as soon as our boat stopped. Obviously all of the boats that do these trips feed the little blighters and