Usually, my west-facing office window has a sea view. Sometimes this is obscured by sheets of rain and on the occasional clear winter afternoon I am forced to draw the blinds or be blinded by the setting sun. This morning, my view is blank white. I am consumed by mist. In half an hour it will be low tide and I must venture to the shore to collect
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