cold and blowy, with a dog

 i took my mum's dog to the beach, where it was blowing like snit from the west, and we walked all the way to the rocks at the end of the point and back. it was glorious, and fierce. and there were three deranged people in wet suits swimming. they said from Gloucester, which seemed unlikely, but no more unlikely than swimming at this time of year.

 

 

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