Swimming = need for education

I can recommend it too. The worst time was when I had met a brilliant sailing-mad woman and we went out sailing on her high-performance cat about the fifth time we met. I went through her main when we tipped it in.

Oh, the anguished feelings of going foot-first through the expensive mainsail of the woman you are trying to impress. It's amazing how one can feel emotions with such clarity and depth when you're four feet under and going fast through mylar.....

Oh, the joyous feelings when, through the bubbles of shame, you see her going through the same hole half a second later, and realise that you don't have to take all the blame......

A dozen years later, we now have a cat with a tougher main, and she's gone through my Tasar's training mainsail so we're all square.