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Monday, 5 July 2010

Pie on the peninsula

Have rolled in sweaty and suntanned from my long weekend with sheep and poets.

Highlights have been: a geography trip with an unexpected naturist, cuddling a baby lamb that nuzzled my hand, getting lightly spotted by short-lasting raindrops and dried in the hot sun by the deep blue ocean and taking a strange Wicker Man walk to a lighthouse at the end of the world sustained by a homemade apple and rhubarb pie.

More details over the next week, which I'll be dispensing in dribs and drabs, now for a shower.

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