Surfers At Croyde

I hit Woolacombe with my pals so many times after my first summer there that it became tradition. No matter how far apart we ended up moving, how important our jobs seemed or how our families grew, year after year we’d…

Faking It As A Surfer

It wasn’t until a few years on from my first time in the surf that I got up close and personal with a surfboard. The final week of every year at my secondary school was called activities week. The school would…