Tuesday
Dear Elsie
Today was the day something happened that I had been wondering about for a while. What would happen if I was in the sea and a shark was spotted? Today I found out! I had swum out to the barrel in lovely calm clear water. As I wallowed around out there, I looked up at the shark spotter’s hut. There was no one in it. It was early – just after 7am, so they weren’t on duty yet. The fishermen had their boats on the shore and they had a spotter on the mountainside looking for shoals. At least I knew they were looking out for marine life. I swam back towards the shore. I usually count my strokes. After 300, I stopped swimming and just floated along a bit, doing some breast-stroke and just enjoying the water. That was when I saw a man sprinting on the beach. I thought he was exercising, but as he got closer, I noticed he was blowing a whistle and then he started waving vociferously for us to get out the water. As he got closer to where I was swimming, his actions became more visible and I didn’t waste any time in getting out the water. His waving and gesticulating was so vociferous, I did wonder that if I looked behind me, I may see a massive Jaws like monster snapping at my heals. I was grateful for the fishermen that raised the alarm.
Later, this message was posted on social media…
I was glad I wasn’t out at the barrel when the sharks were seen. Getting back from there in a hurry would have been more nerve wracking.
It would be great if the shark exclusion net was put out earlier, specially at this time of the year when the sun is rising super early and by 7am the beach is busy.
I sat on the bench and watched the flurry of activity as people were prevented from swimming. Eventually the shark spotters arrived and the white flag went up. By about 7:45am, the net began to be deployed.
For the rest of the day, I worked & Julian arrived this afternoon.
5 days til Christmas.
Luke 2:1, 4-5
In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. So Joseph went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child.
The best is yet to come – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx 🙂