I came from the sea and swam daily when it was allowed, sailed on it, too—only for happy reasons, like holidays. It provided a living for my father’s father and uncle. I contemplated the Senior Service for myself. No regrets, though. I once beat my elder brother in a swimming race, but I bet he can’t remember or chooses not to.
Sorry, young man, is this your stop? It’s been a pleasure. My name? It’s Aphrodite.