I will start recording Gail

But I will not tell you when

Have you recovered your composure

Yes

It is not unheard of you know

The sea was there when I retired

But when I opened my eyes

It had vanished

Pastor Ronald

Tim

I am recording dry your eyes

My eyes are dry

Fish in tanks age before your eyes

Do they age in the sea

Science has not confirmed that

Is it actually a science

Gail pass me the blue robe

A light is flashing is your battery low

It is freshly charged

Why are you painting this wall

I wanted it to look its best

In weeks this house will no longer exist

When my mother passed away

They dressed her in her favourite dress

She wanted to look her best

The same applies to the Villa Rosa

Great parties were held here between the wars

The house would have looked splendid

Do you have a robe Gail

Yes

What colour is your robe

It is translucent

Will you wear it for me

I would like to film you wearing your robe

Only when the sea returns

I will only wear my robe when the sea returns