Monks in a punt!
There are probably many worse ways to spend late-afternoon on May Day
than being punted up and down the Cam with your brother-in-law doing
all the hard work.
It took some convincing to get me on to the river, and when I was
there I stayed firmly sitting down, but it was great fun.
The photo above shows something I never thought I’d see. There were
three punt-loads of men in maroon and orange, often crashing into the
bank and each other. It looked like they were having as much fun as we
were.
Maybe next time I’ll work up the nerve to have a go with the pole, if
I decide I can trust my balance enough.