The coastguard nodded. “Sadly, it’s getting more common with every passing year.”
Trina’s eyebrow rose. “Really?”
“Huh-huh. We thought we’d have to go and rescue a unicorn earlier, but she paddled back without help.
“Yeah, the girl on that inflatable. People need to realise how dangerous it is, dozing off on something like a giant lobster when you’re floating on the sea.”