I spent quite a lot of time over here in 2008 onwards and was present at a number of the meetings where we ended up taking what I think was an incredibly unwise and unwarranted decision, which was to give a complete 100 per cent bailout of all of the banks in the Irish economy.

Just after I got into the water, Dusty left the woman she was with and went ballistic – I found out afterwards that she’s very territorial when she is with somebody. Her tail was flapping wildly, and at first I thought it was a display, but then something twigged: maybe she’s angry. I knew I had to get out of the water, so I swam towards the pier, but within microseconds Dusty had ploughed into me with her snout. It was very powerful and painful, and the speed was amazing. I went hurtling forwards.

All these people on the pier were staring down at me open-mouthed. Dusty was still in the water beside me, her tail flapping crazily. That was more frightening than anything: I thought, if she hits me with her tail, I could go under; I’m gone.
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I found out later that I had six spinal fractures, three broken ribs and a damaged lung.

Found this on Reddit, the literal meaning of most #Waterford place names. Interesting stuff. pic.twitter.com/1o0B8tMaAw

— Stephen Long (@Stephen_Long) October 8, 2014