Wednesday, May 31, 2023

Robin Hood Goes Fishing

 


It was almost 40 years ago, but I can clearly remember the day. It was early morning, long before anyone else in the holiday cottage had woken up. I was walking on the cliff top, watching the mist drift in from the North Sea. The sea was as calm as a proverbial mill pond. The boat and the fishermen emerged from the mist and were captured forever.

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