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    Did I ever tell you about one beautiful morning, around 04.00, a few years ago, when I took our old dog for a walk by the sea? Lovely and bracing and sparsely populated, apart from one young guy who walked past us and said Good Morning. I sat on a bench and the dog sat with me. We looked out at the sea. We looked down at the beach. The guy was down there butt naked and walking into the sea. Of course I covered the dogs eyes and told him not to look - I felt obliged to, just in case something untoward happened, you understand. There was a dilemma: do I walk away and pretend not to have seen him (it was clearly a cold day.......) or do I hang around in case it was a Reggie Perrin jobbie. Well, we stayed. He had a skinny dip, said a charming Good Morning on his way back, and the dog had counselling.

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