A few Gormley incidents on Crosby beach so far (I suspect this will become a regular feature):
- Two girls got trapped in mud up to their thighs while playing near the sculptures on Saturday; - On Sunday two boys had to cling to one of the iron statues when the tide came in and almost swept them out to sea; - Some joker (and it was funny) dressed one of the statues up in women's clothing the other day; - The statues are becoming familiar to curious dogs; but you knew that already; - When the tide retreats, revealing the statues' heads, some of them have jellyfish on them.
When I paid the first of my many visits to the statues on the beach the other day, I found them a gentle, welcome presence. I enjoyed standing shoulder-to-shoulder with one, very calmly looking out to sea, and felt myself sharing his gaze.
john davies
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