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Bottle Nosed Dolphin Kinsale Harbour

Bottle Nosed Dolphin Kinsale Harbour

Small Sovereign Island Oysterhaven

Small Sovereign Island Oysterhaven

10 Comments

  • Clifford O'Donnell says:

    Well done Graham. Boat looked great in Oysterhaven
    this morning.

    Very Best of Good Fortune with the Boat and the enterprise.

    Cliff

  • Clifford O'Donnell says:

    Well done Graham. Boat looked great in Oysterhaven
    this morning.

    Very Best of Good Fortune with the Boat and the enterprise.

    Cliff

  • alan corcoran says:

    welcome home glad everything went well will catch up soon .

  • alan corcoran says:

    welcome home glad everything went well will catch up soon .

  • Paul Keating says:

    Sincere best wishes for your new enterprise.

    Looking forward to seeing the boat.

  • Paul Keating says:

    Sincere best wishes for your new enterprise.

    Looking forward to seeing the boat.

  • Tom Lynch says:

    Well done, great vision, and best of luck!
    Tom

    I must go down to the sea again,
    to the lonely sea and the sky,
    And all I ask is a tall ship and a star
    to steer her by,
    And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
    And a grey mist on the sea’s face and a grey dawn breaking.
    I must go down to the sea again, for the call of the running tide
    Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
    And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
    And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
    I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
    To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
    And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
    And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

    John Masefield.

  • Tom Lynch says:

    Well done, great vision, and best of luck!
    Tom

    I must go down to the sea again,
    to the lonely sea and the sky,
    And all I ask is a tall ship and a star
    to steer her by,
    And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
    And a grey mist on the sea’s face and a grey dawn breaking.
    I must go down to the sea again, for the call of the running tide
    Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
    And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
    And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
    I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
    To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
    And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
    And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

    John Masefield.

  • anne says:

    Thanks Tom hadn’t heard those lines for a while

  • anne says:

    Thanks Tom hadn’t heard those lines for a while

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