Summary
DARLING, there's no sailing tonight,' trills a middle-aged woman approaching her husband outside the venerable Royal St George Yacht Club. 'Oh, no,' shrieks her husband in dismay, 'What a disaster.' 'I think there's a seven,' she responds, dejectedly. 'That's what they are saying' It's 5.30pm , the sun is blazing and it's hard to believe that only two hours earlier, Dublin's seafaring fraternity was in the grip of a possible maritime disaster, with the lives of more than 100 youngsters perilously close to decimation.
It seems forgotten now, that moment of sheer panic when the emergency services were beckoned to Dn Laoghaire for what promised to be an all-handsondeck rescue mission.See the full content of this document
Extract
It Was Really Buzzy Out There Said One Teenager.If I Could Go Out Again
Shortly after lunchtime, the scene at the yacht club was transformed, in the words of a parent, 'into something like out of a film set'.
Ambulances, emergency service vehicles, incident support unit vehicles, fire engines, Garda cars ...See the full content of this document
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