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Coliemore Harbour and Dalkey Island looming up in the background

Coliemore Harbour and Dalkey Island looming up in the background

Haversack, about to contain the kitchen sink... or should that be outdoor shower?

Haversack, about to contain the kitchen sink... or should that be outdoor shower?

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Coliemore Harbour and Dalkey Island looming up in the background

On Tuesday, I wandered down to the slipway in Coliemore Harbour for a swim. There lay the sea, as it always is, my greatest comfort. It looked like mirrored glass and Dalkey Island loomed up before me in all its ancient earthiness, the smell of seaweed everywhere. It was what the locals would call a pet day.

Who did I bump into? Ken the Ferryman. My comrades in the Dalkey Rowing Club recently hosted a charity race in memory of Ken’s lovely brother Ger Cunningham, who died suddenly in Spain.


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