Homme libre

toujours tu chériras la mer.

We actually managed to catch enough fish for our tea, would you believe?

And then Mimi wanted to have a go too. So another round trip for Dad.

And she caught three mackerel of her own, but turned around and closed her eyes as I hastened their passage to the big shoal in the sky.

Then we had a good old session of diving from a pier with cousin Leo. Again and again. And again.

And again.

And again.

I shall sleep well tonight...