It made me jealous to think that they come up, look at us, blow some water and then go down to 'have the craic' in their world. A world that we will never know about.
It's like going to a big outdoor party, being able to hear the messing but not able to get in.
They are living the life down there, killing, eating, doing their Celine Dion impressions and being whales. We just skim along the surface and click our cameras.
Fair play to them - you know they'd be saying the same if they could see me after a few wee cheeky sneaky 'Jagerbombs' on the dance floor.
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