Not only do now-adult surfers like myself have to deal with the weeds that erupt from every skerrick of dirt around the house during summer, we also have to suffer the pain of watching young whipper snappers paddle and surf rings around us in the surf. Their often coat hanger thin arms belie their ability for non-stop paddling, and with their uninterupted school holiday all day surfs they seem to have progressed leaps and bounds every time I see them in the surf. Well I should clarify, they're surfing rings around me anyway - maybe you're still shredding! Come to think of it, I don't know if my efforts could ever have been described as shredding...
