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Dai and I set the world to rights today with a bottle of Merlot over lunch and a relaxed stroll along Brighton seafront on a gloriously sunny day. If anyone is wondering why the English have a reputation for talking about the weather, last week was gorgeous, there were floods on Saturday, two inches of snow [...] Cliff said that they were out in the worst part of the storm and that the weather was ’so bad’ that they were just slipping everywhere in the mud while being inundated with sheets of water. In the pitch dark. Anyway, it will come as small surprise that the 7.30am gathering this morning was slightly more muted than normal! Pretty good going considering it was a conversational run over a bowl of soup kind of morning. It had been lightly raining with big drops of warm water, but around this point there was a deluge, almost accentuating that I was going in the wrong direction. |
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