The sun, risen wan from the edge of the ocean s rim blooms with rose red the guilty and the glad, the insane and the in love the good and the bad;

each dawn gilds the old streets with new gold,

guttered cans and sodden paper

blush with a new days bloom

and each pillowed face

glows shell pink, honey warm.

every morning, each heart has a chance.

Bruce Pascoe

Fishers Of Eden

Charlie Peel and Jack Helmore run the Eden Shipyards. Charlie is small and shy, wears a woollen beanie and silently works wonders on sweet-smelling wood to build and repair ships to go to sea.