After swimming training at Cockburn. Glistening in the springtime sun.
Something's brewing down there. What's old is new again. Including the seagull squirts.
Goodness knows how a groyne rock can sustain an injury like that, but this is the Fremantle Dockers.
Anyway, the presence was somehow soothing and exciting at the same time. Recounting good old times to the kids and watching their puzzlement turn to understanding and glee at the thought of a Dockers song with a "heave-ho" in it and an awesome bit that everyone could join in and yell "go-Go-GO! WHOOMF!"
I'd like to think it's a sign. A good sign.