The van's a mess, balloons and clothes and presents scattered all over. It's my birthday and my friends filled it with balloons whilst I was sleeping. We just ate banana pancakes, thick with caramel and chocolate. I can still taste sweet stickiness on my lips. We're loading up to surf again, the board's heavy and dusty in my hands, the sun warm on my back in the cool air. My wetsuit smells musty and salty, really unpleasant as I cram it into a plastic bag. Tidying's the last thing on my mind today, I feel light and carefree but no older - yet!
