This story didnt make the AMA site..
We had an old plywood dingy, that we kids could muck around with, tied up in the river next to the old house. In autumn, a fresh would clean out the river, and allow fish in from the sea..all sorts of fish on occasion. That was so much fun..tailor frightening the schools of mullet..they did jump around..lots of fish under the legal size..bream in from the sea; they were pale, had a pinkish sheen to them..fresh out of the sea, UC. Bream that had been in the river for a while turned a dark gold colour..taste wasnt the best, then. They were wiley..they had been exposed to a heap of kids trying to catch them…So, the dingy.
Late at night, I was in one of the upstairs rooms, and decided to call it a night. Light off…then there was a …Heeeelp!…Eh? another heeelp…ohh, that didnt happen every time I turned out the light! So, went and woke Mum up..we went outside to take a looksee. There, on the other side of the river, a cigarette lighter flared momentarily, with another heeelp! Mum reckoned to get into the dingy, and go across to them with the oars. So, over I went..two young ladies piled in, and got taken back to our side of the river. Mum took them back into Swansea, and came back with the Story, About What Had Happened.
Apparantly. a couple of local…lads..took them for a drive..these two were new to the district. They pulled up out of town..on the road to the Swan River, and came out with an ultimatum. Walk back under your own steam, or…dot dot dot.
They opted to walk back..they could see a light in the distance, and they set off. Would have been a kilometre or so, through a fair few fences..Then the light turned out, but not before they found themselves on the banks of a river, with no way to get across.
Well, you saved us..we didnt know what to do…etc etc. A fuss was made of my sometimesgoodself….