YES, I know you’ve done this loads of times, but I am an English and it is unthinkable.
“You’ve got to get a song in your head – it helps,” says the bush pirate as we get out of the car. “Ready?”
In the sea we’re surrounded by swarms of tiny brill, which I’m not told about till later, and we often can’t see the waves coming till they bowl us over. Double the excitement.
Sea mist or something.
Hey man, now you're really living 
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