So I was sitting on a bench on the foreshore at about 10:30 on Friday night, watching the ocean beneath the pier at Brighton. I say to my friend who is with me and doing the same.
"Huh, there's a person coming out of the water."
We watch.
"Mmm, so there is."
We continue to watch, as a fully clothed sixty odd year old woman begins to stumble out of the water. Her unusual swimming attire clinging awkwardly to her.
She stumbles falling in the last few metres before the beach before beginning to call for help. Initially feeble but progressively growing in confidence and seemingly aimed at us.
I hopped the fence and went down to the waters edge, not wanting to take my shoes off (I'd only just put them back on.) Apparently my coaxing was successful, and I pulled her out of the last few inches of water.
"What happened?" I asked her. She seemed exhausted. I suspect she had not had her aerobic capacity tested in some time.
"I fell off the pier! I was out walking... and nobody noticed!"
So apparently she had to swim the few hundred metres back to shore unaided. Fortunately, apart from being a little tired and cold she was alright. Her husband came and piked her up.
So random. How do you fall off a jetty? And how does nobody not see or help? There were lots of people fishing. Pretty lucky/unlucky really.
On another note, I'm in Darwin now. It's sticky. But my housemates are nice!
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