Went out for a picnic yesterday with a bunch of people and it rocked. We bought far too much food and the excess has completely filled our fridge. But it was good.

After eating far too much, three of us went swimming in a river because Deb wanted us to have a near-drowning experience as *everyone* who swims in rivers/canals/reservoirs on hot days does. Unfortunately we didn't get to do that and so just have near-broken-toe-on-the-bastard-rocks/near-hypothermia stories instead. It was a good laugh though, except the bit when I was changing from new tight tshirt into old tshirt for swimming but had nowhere to change. Much open air boobage ensued.

Also, memo to self: for future swimming, do not wear small and tight white tshirt.