Bluffing

Dear Mother,
I'm having a great time out here in Tasmania, or as they call it round here 'TAZZY'! Whilst "supping a cold stubby" at a genuine Australian pub yesterday, I got talking to some upstanding locals about our recent resounding Ashes win in the cricket. There was no bitterness from their end, I'm glad to say! In fact, they were so agreeable, they've suggested taking me to a little beauty spot called "Shipstern Bluff" to try out some 'surfing', which sounds like a jolly hoot. How exciting! As you know, the closest I've ever come to seawater was when I bought that Parrot fish for little Tommys' fish bowl.
They've said I'll pick it up pretty quick. I know you'll worry when you get this Mother as of course I never did learn to swim, but my friends have said it's very shallow so I needn't worry about swimming. They've also said they'll all make sure they're watching me on my first wave, which was awfully sweet of them. They even said they'll probably film it, so maybe I'll be able to show you my first wave as a 'surfer'.
My new chums did say it was probably worth letting my immediate loved ones know that I was going surfing at Shipstern Bluff - this place really must be special!
Anyway, must go and wax my wetsuit in preparation for my first ever surf!
Wish me luck!
With love and oodles of hugs,
from your dear boy,
Tarquin.
xxx
p.s. They all seem very giggly - jolly high spirits all round!