wild and wonderful

Hold on to these memories: battling along the beach to Bamburgh in a gale.

Remember how the sand blasted in our faces? Remember walking backwards to see if that was easier? Remember the stories told, and plans made? Remember those few brief minutes when the sky cleared? How everything glowed, and you said, we must remember, remember how it felt to be here, on this day.



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