Punting is a sport that Cambridgians like very much. We did it all by ourselves.
First we all went on to the boat. We all got into our places. Then we set off. The river was very pretty. Dad couldn't look at most of it because he was too busy concentrating. Lydia dropped a toy penguin into the water. Soon we started having chips, but the ducks smelled the chips and soon starting crowding around us. They started to bite air, trying to catch chips. It was quite scary. Luckily none paid any attention to me. Later Jacob and I pretended that the penguin was found by a punter.
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