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Sunday Lie In

Nine by the coast of the Celtic Sea, stunning blue overhead from the ridge over the harbor to the town, a proper chill in the tame air, the birds busy elsewhere, the coffee decent sharp and sweet, and I’ve yet to gather in the news of the day, having had a rare Sunday lie in.

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