Hit the ground running

(image by elaine constantine)

Off to Salcombe for a couple of days, the English seaside is thankfully calling me away from my apres-New York morose. I'm ready to douse my soon-to-be urbanised body in the cold English sea before heading back to the capital for Notting Hill Carnival and life at the Telegraph. Staying in a teeny house on Fore Street which makes the average shoe-box look like a penthouse, how very quaint! Cranch's lemon bon-bons all round...

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