Swimming with Ducks
Dolphins were not available down at Bossiney Cove. And actually, I didn't intend to go swimming with them, it sort of happened. I'd been down late at night last week, after working a split shift at the hotel, on one of the most humid evenings of the year so far. I had to go for a walk afterwards, in the dusk, so I didn't even stop at the cottage,
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Ahem. Sorry. That is a truely tragic tale, and I am weeping as I sit here. I assume that you have no reason to doubt this.
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I really enjoyed reading this little article. Thanks for sharing this memory.
I could understand why you felt the urge to run. I often feel that urge too and also do act on it. Unfortunately my neighbourhood isn't as silent as yours and most times I have to stop running because people start staring at me as if I'm crazy (oh, if they would just know the truth, they would stop staring and hide instead. xD)
The night-swim sounded lovely. I never swam at night but thanks to your article I think it might definitely something I might enjoy doing myself. Also I´m a "frostbite" as we say in Germany and I´m not very good in handling anything cold (except for ice cream, of course) the whole scene sounded really peaceful and quiet.
As for the cell phone...
I remember that you told me about that little accident in a mail and I still can feel your pain.
Many Greetings
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