run over the bastards and they explode! a few square metres of black stuff in the water, hardly environmentally friendly, but err...classic immature kid like destructive fun when no waves, and stops the hound eating them on the beach.
on another note did anyone hear excessive hooting yesterday as the TOAD did a swanny brighton run switch? my ears are still ringing. welcome back to goofy uncle toad. CLS salutes you