A brief window between finishing work and collecting the children from school meant I could squeeze in a quick walk; I could get right to the very end of the beach and maybe even a bit further, if I picked up the pace. I quick marched across the tennis courts onto the bridge and was filled with appreciation of my privilege in walking somewhere so beauti…
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