Whale of a time!

We flew down to Christchurch on...let me see, where are we now? Oh yes it must have been Thursday (the days are blurring into one a little bit now.)We had been told that Christchucrh is very 'English' and it is: the River Avon meandering its way through the city, quaint little houses, a crappy department store and youths running amok in the evening. Although quite frankly I'm not surprised about the last bit, you should see the school uniform the boys have to wear: shorts, LONG SOCKS and blazers! And when you see strappng 6ft boys walking around like that, well it's just wrong.
Yesterday we went on a coach to go whalewatching. I don't 'do' coaches as a rule as it means making nice with strangers, but actually they were all very nice. The coach driver was great and had the palest blue eyes I have ever seen. He also had a nice line in understatement: 'there's a bit of grief up ahead' = a lorry's just gone over the cliff!
Anyway after lovely fine days we had a day of fog and rain so couldn't see much on the drive up. (Apart from sheep - lovely big fat healthy sheep I'm glad to say.) The boat was very fast and Robert and I thought very smooth but lots of people were going green about the gills before we saw our whale. A magnificent 18m long one spouting out and lying on the surface as sperm whales do before they dive. And then there was his tail fluke as he went. If you're not an animal lover then you won't understand but seeing that brought tears to my eyes and shivers to the spine. It was the only whale we saw but it was a thrill. Not so much on the way back when people were vomiting prolifically and you all know how I feel about that!
A wine-tasting on the way home was fun and then back to The George for a chill.
The day is cold again today. Just going for a wander around Christchurch and we'll try not to get mugged!(I'm only joking it's not really bad. In the daytime.)
I've had to wear jeans and cargo pants for the last 2 days Jules, it's not good!!!