The wind blows in from the sea right though my jacket and I shiver. My toes are frozen and I am sure they might break. The sand is grey and hard as stone. The mostly yellow snow is smudged all over it.
Stupid dogs peeing everywhere.
Stupid everyone.
Especially Bacon.
No, especially mother. Who else would go to the beach in January?
A Bolg? 
Hamilton
/ September 18, 2012beaches in January ain’t necessarily all bad.
W. R. Woolf
/ September 18, 2012True.
But try to say that to a 5-year-old who has made up his mind to be grumpy 😉
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