Cambridge Punters... [Day-out]

Riiight-oo. Yesterday (29th May) was Josie's birthday and so we went to Cambridge to go punting...Now, surprisingly I'm 18 and had never gone punting before. It was quite funny, we went up to see all the colleges and Germans going "schnell! schnell!" and nearly crashing. Was quite good. We had a nice tour for £10 (the man was nice for believing we were full-time educated), and it took about 45 minutes. Me and Josie got wet, Sam and Kelly didn't, mainly because we were sat infront of the punter- who nearly fell in. This was about all that happened apart from the bus ride there and back.

What made us laugh: Talking about someone being a baby giver, an old lady metal screaming and a tap dancing punter. Now for the detail;
Tap Dancing Punter: We were on our trip back and I thought... 'Wouldn't it be cool if we had a punter that could tap dance?' It would be cool! But, very difficult and probably would charge twice, if not thrice as much. Shortly after, out punter decided to slip, much to Sam's and Kelly's amusement.
Old Lady Metal Screaming: We were sat on the top of the bus at the back, and as I got on I noticed this old lady, and some guy in a Trivium t-shirt. After a while, before the bus had got outside the perimeters of Cambridge, the baby began to cry. This was then followed by me going, 'It's probably that old lady metal screaming.', which was followed by laughter and an image of this granny screaming.
Baby Giver: I meant midwife, but it was not to be! We were taking a joke about Mrs. Ritchie being a good person to calm people down; the breath, two, three, breathe, two, three - exercise. It all came when of course, we got onto the baby talk and we came to conclude Mrs. Ritchie would be good at this as it'd relax, however the fault was that the mother would refuse to push, as she was concentrating on breathing. Mrs. Ritchie is a baby giver as of now, and she intercepts peoples homes when they least want it and go "Here's a baby!", and then runs.

Anyway, peace. x