i�*ll never forget one swim which i did down in antarctica in a place called deception island. underneath me were whale bones piled high, rib bones, spine bones, jaw bones, thousands and thousands and thousands of them. we came within an inch of pushing the whale into extinction. and i like to think that those whale bones, which are there, frozen in the waters down in deception island are a reminder of man�*s potential for folly, but they aren�*t. because first we came to the seals, and we took —— because first we came for the seals, and we took all of them, and then we came for the whales and took virtually all of them. and then now we are going for the antarctic toothfish and taking them and now even going for the tiniest life down there in which everything relies, krill. we have to know when it is time to stop and to project these areas. the message is very powerful and it�*s the kind of testimony that only you can provide because you�*ve undertaken swims like no other human. but there is something a little bit, maybe self—aggrandising about the way you now describe yourself