Bonfire Night & Skateboarding

A week home alone with my brother kinda spells trouble but surprisingly we managed and with the beautiful sun (some days) out in force we had a chilled week. First off came Bonfire Night down at the Quay in our village. The was a small turnout but it was more peaceful that way with the sun setting on a warm summers evening. Bonfire Night is a yearly tradition and we hadn't been since we were little so it was fun to go again and the lovely locals did a BBQ and handed out burgers as well. We had a nice evening down by the harbor and did I mention of course Bobby came too.. and had quite a few marshmallows.

Then came the skateboarding. I decided to dig out my old board from the garden shed and once I did I didn't want to get off it. My brother and I headed down the village and found our new skating spot, not to hilly not to flat but perfectly smoooth. Saying I was scared is an understatement. Skateboarding is nothing like surfing, for one you have the water in surfing to cushion your fall, here you have the nice hard tarmac. But as the days went on I would like to say I can use the word 'better' when describing my skateboarding. The long evenings are perfect and has become my new thing of going down to 'our spot' at 9 pm each evening for a little skate. I can also say I have mastered the right turn.. left no forget that.

I would like to point out I did not fall here.. long story short I was sitting on the ground. I hurt my knee getting off the ground. The Skateboard happened to be beside me.