No…. I did not get up at six am to wash my face in the dew. Decided it is too late in life for all that guff. But I did think about my exploits in 1990/1 when I was at the University of St Andrews. Up at the crack of dawn to swim in the open-air former swimming pool, filled by each tide with sea-creatures and permanently decorated with limpets, crabs, weed and so forth. If you check out David Campbell’s blog, you’ll find another set of memories and a picture.
Have come to the conclusion I must have been mad. I was supposed to be a mature student. No wonder I am plagued with rheumatics now.