In the stillness, after the fireworks, I stood for a while at the window. The bay below was crammed with the pretty lights of marine craft and it looked as though you could step from one boat to another, all the way across the harbour.
‘Why don’t I do that?’ I thought, and stayed there for some time, plotting my passage across the decks and bows.
The next day was New Year’s Day and I wai ...
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