Shorts testing... again

I'm surprised to say that my denim shorts are still alive and strong.

Like they look like they made by a blind dude but they are still in decent shape after the amount of random shit I've done in them.

At this Food and Music festival we decided to go and see what the sea on the other side of Cornwall feels like...

Turns out its still just as cold
But there are fucking Dolphins in it.

Anyway...

We went swimming...
And we "Forgot" our swimming shit so we decided to just commando it...

But it was really busy and I honestly couldn't be asked to take my shorts off.
So I wore them

In the sea...

It was soon after this I realised that shorts are shorts so you can just wear them anywhere and I was over hyping it. 

What I wasn't hyping enough was the Sun... 

No just for a little backstory 

The sun and I are on and off friends... 

Sometimes its pretty chill and lets me have a nice day with some clear skys and I'm like 

"Cheers brah" 

However... 

Sometimes it's a twat and decides.. 

Hmmm You know what I fancy? 

Roast Redhead with a cheeky bit of salt. 

So I'll get home from the beach feeling like I really need to have a shower only to be met with a rare steak in the mirror. 

And an extra painful shower. 

Luckily today the sun was alright y'know 

It "allowed me" to take my shirt off. 

So I was grateful. 

But I have a slight feeling that when I'm surfing during the summer I might be a little bit fucked. 

I might become a roasted redhead served on a surfboard shaped plate to the gods. 

Gimme that vitamin D