Downstream

then walked through the
village and a mile up the
towpath, just wearing
costumes and goggles, and
then swam back. It was dusk,
around 7 or 8 p.m., and
people were coming out of
the pub to look at us. You
could see them thinking,
“Dear God, I’ve got to stop
drinking.”’
The dozen or so people
swam with the current and,
Dee continues, ‘I remember