A Holiday on the Norfolk Broads

Another very laughable incident (again at my husband's expense): we were on a holiday on the broads. We had moved our boat into an inlet, and landed and had a picnic. Come the time to return to the boat we found it had drifted away from the edge, so the only solution was to jump the gap. Peter, my husband, said "come on kids, it's easy, and to prove it I will go first".

He took a flying jump and promptly landed between the boat and the edge of the bank. Luckily the water was only leg-deep, but it was hilarious to see his face. We were all convulsed with laughter. Needless to say, we all landed on the boat safely.

I always took the precaution of putting the children on a line tied firmly to the boat. The couple that were with us (they had two boys) thought I was idiotic until one of their boys fell in. The didn't miss him straight away, and when they did we manoeuvred back and found him. He was very wet and very frightened, it certainly made all concerned more observant.