The Oyster Catchers
“He had been unloading his van when the maroons, fired from the lifeboat station, had echoed around the village, alerting everyone to the knowledge that there was some disaster at sea.
The water running into the bay was calm, the skies overhead clear with just a few light clouds drifting lazily towards the horizon. And yet something was wrong.
Near the water’s edge, the flotilla of small craft bobbed on the shoreline unattended. Further out, the fishing skiffs were at anchor and it was to one of... these that the lifeboat was heading.
A group of fishermen’s wives were gathered like anxious ragged birds, shawls lifting in the wind, poised at the edge of the tide and William recognized Carys Morgan’s plump, squat figure as she stood a little apart from the others in an effort to see what was taking place.
‘Mrs Morgan, what’s wrong?’ William stood beside Carys and stared down at her white, anxious face with a feeling of pity; he hadn’t realized just how difficult it must be to have a loved one at the mercy of the ocean.MoreLess
The water running into the bay was calm, the skies overhead clear with just a few light clouds drifting lazily towards the horizon. And yet something was wrong.
Near the water’s edge, the flotilla of small craft bobbed on the shoreline unattended. Further out, the fishing skiffs were at anchor and it was to one of... these that the lifeboat was heading.
A group of fishermen’s wives were gathered like anxious ragged birds, shawls lifting in the wind, poised at the edge of the tide and William recognized Carys Morgan’s plump, squat figure as she stood a little apart from the others in an effort to see what was taking place.
‘Mrs Morgan, what’s wrong?’ William stood beside Carys and stared down at her white, anxious face with a feeling of pity; he hadn’t realized just how difficult it must be to have a loved one at the mercy of the ocean.MoreLess
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