I did it! I finally got away for a weekend. Perhaps it was to the coldest house in Britain, but beside the most beautiful seascape in Britain, with pale green sea, white waves breaking, black rocks, pink sand and great black-backed gulls. And, as I snuggled to sleep in my nest of duvets, it came to me that I would, I would, I would finish that damned academical book that has been on my conscience for six years. This is what getting away does for the sapphire-stockinged soul.
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