Before
the sun pushes over the rim of the sea walkers and joggers are out, beating tarmac along the shore, or walking dogs below the tide mark to avoid the
task of cleaning up after them on public paths. On these dark mornings the
riding lights of fishing boats may be seen trawling the Kish and India banks.
At 6:00 am the gymnasiums open as the winding road over the hill to the city begins to hum with toil of automobiles and buses and they commuter trains whirr and hoots along the track. In the first golden rays, a flight of cormorants beats south while a colony of gulls rises listlessly from the shore, circles and descends to the slate and argillite rocks south of the harbour. On the south shore the day’s first skinny dipper arrives to bathe. Others will follow, in their seventies and eighties, before breakfast while men from the bakeries fill our shops with daily bread.
