This Man's Life: An evening spent by the Sandycove sea proves Alan Bennett wrong
Alan Bennett is not often wrong. But the great curmudgeon was wrong on so many levels when he said: "I've never seen the point of the sea, except where it meets the land. The shore has a point. The sea has none."
The sea very definitely had a point last Wednesday night in Dublin, or I'd imagine, further afield, across the coastline of our great little country. For my great little children, in particular. My three-year-old daughter, my five-month-old son and my ageless wife and I enjoyed an evening by the sea in Dun Laoghaire and Sandycove (we are going out on a boat this morning off the coast of Howth followed by lunch on land at our favourite restaurant in the posh peninsula that is Howth, King Sitric. We might even go for a swim afterwards once our lunch has gone down.)
But back to Alan Bennett being wrong. Last Wednesday evening, we sat by the sea and gazed out across Dun Laoghaire Harbour and Dublin Bay. Our tummies were nicely full because we'd enjoyed a nice bite to eat at the National Yacht Club (I'm not a member; I bunked in through an open door!)