In 2009 I ran a number of events (“I Told You So”) for participants to deposit bad pieces of advice they had received at some point, and which they’d like to rid themselves of. I offered the a service to receive this piece of advice from them, but also offered the additional service of symbolically dispatching the bad advice through a ritual of their choice. The drowning was one such ritual, which took place after a group walk with some of the participants who had volunteered their bad advice. The walk went along the route of a lost contributory to the Thames, until we reached the Thames shore where the bodies of hanged pirates are rumoured to have been exhibited. After a short speech, the bad advice was weighed down, and soon submerged by the incoming tide, as the group of participants looked on.