If you’d told me five years ago that a ragtag crew of surgeons, psychiatrists, sports docs, GPs, anaesthetists, emergency doctors and a medical anthropologist would be hooting through a wave pool together, I would’ve laughed.

And yet here we are.

I started the group a few years ago as a very average, very determined, middle-aged learner of surfing. I simply wanted a way to blend fun, movement and the company of colleagues I genuinely enjoy.

Nothing formal. Nothing earnest. Just doctors learning something together — something where being ‘good’ didn’t matter.