The summer winds finally arrived after a strange beginning to June’s weather. Normally windy and clear skies, this year, like all the other Dominican Republic weather has been different.

We’ve had some spectacular thunder storms almost every night with magnificent lightening flashes, scaring one of my dogs half to death unfortunately.

I’m trying to get to grips with riding a directional board, the jibe being the most difficult part – no matter how hard you look at your feet and will them to move, they appear stuck to the board and refuse to budge.

Finally today I made some progress but not before swallowing half the ocean. Tomorrow is another day; I am exhausted. Drew is doing better than me. At 12 years old, his feet obey his commands and he jibes fairly easily. I love watching him kite and being with him in the water.

My Mum, I am very glad to say, has made a fairly miraculous recovery from her operation on Monday and was released from hospital yesterday. The Doctors are happy with the surgery and think that they have all the cancer removed. She has to undergo some radiation therapy for 5 weeks every day, but she’s is so strong and positive that she’ll probably breeze through it. I think that she set the example in the hospital; at 73 years old, she was more upbeat and sprightly than most of the other women in the ward who were younger than she. She tells me that one of the Doctors had to give most of them a lecture for being pessimistic and miserable and kick them out of bed.

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