I have no idea if this ever get posted as the signal is really poor in west Wales. The breeze is cool the light enchanting and the relentlessly washes up the beach. It is neither warm nor cold and overhead a raven flies by. Oh I do like to be besides the seaside, besides the sea. There is something very deep about the way the sea seems to run with the natural rythms of you soul. Something poets have tried yo capture for as long as man has existed. It just seeps into your being.

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