On the last leg of my Fiat 500 itinerary, that had taken me from Bath to Bristol to Pembroke to Rhos-y-meirch (Welsh borders,) I drove to Colyton (Devon), to see my cousin Wigs. We made a short outing to Beer, where I had been expecting to see the aftermath of the recent destructive weather. But all was calm, with fishermen painting their boats, café owners setting up shop and tidy rows of beach huts anticipating the coming season.
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