Above and below : The Glacier - Stanley Bezzina
November 27th, 2005
A few years back, whilst on holiday in England , I busied myself by trotting around villages and towns in the South Coast . It must have been February or March, as the air was densely frigid; the sky gloomy and dull. As I passed through Poole , one of the largest natural harbors around, I resolved to board a cross-channel ferry, just like any ordinary tourist would have done. Once I had found my way to the deck I glanced around the surroundings, and I observed that I was alone. There was no one to be seen; the place was completely still. Were it not for the occasional crashing of wavering waters against the boat’s sides, silence would have reigned.
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