Oh shit...

See the brown streaks in the sea? That's what it is. Dublin Bay turned into one giant sceptic tank, because we had one day of non-stop rain last Tuesday (in Dublin? O! M! G!) 
For some reason I was too knackered on Wednesday night to go swimming and yesterday at least a dozen people I know messaged me to relay the news that a swim in the sea may not be the best idea. 
But when I got out of the Dart at Salthill today, it stared me in the faces. Or the faeces rather. Long streaks of mushy shit floating gently, lapping the shoreline. As far as I could see. Niiiiiiice...