I stroll round the water, and recall a newspaper pic of two of my pals who went out in a boat here once, decades ago, and it capsized and they had to be fished out. The photo was of them sitting all huddery and frowning under towels like a pair of drowned rats. Ha! How funny - just remembered that picture, though I always remember the day they went down when I come in here. Same as I always remember being at the park one dinnertime with my ma and the siblings and my da playing football with his workmates, and him losing the door key out his pocket and us all having to crawl along the grass in a line, examining every square inch till they were recovered. Which they were, incidentally.