Some kind words from HH Judge Worsley on Nowhere: ‘We are listening to Nowhere: the Haze of a summer day at low water on an uncharacteristically hot day on the marsh [sand hoppers bothering my ankles]; After Sunrise – the sand hoppers are going wild to the bass cl – how high will they dance up my legs? No, they are retreating, introspective; The Vague Terrain, not feeling so very well – sharp sand, indigestible; Monkey Puzzle, order restored, philosophy period, with digressions; Dusk, exhaustion, contented, after what they do with each other?’