There were as many women as men, and the great majority of them, male and female, were old.

Occasionally a boy was to be seen.

On one bench I noticed a family, a man sitting upright with a sleeping babe in his arms, his wife asleep, her head on his shoulder, and in her lap the head of a sleeping youngster.

The man's eyes were wide open.

He was staring out over the water and thinking, which is not a good thing for a shelterless man with a family to do.