When winter is here and the wind is howling, when there’s snow in the air and we’re slipping over on the ice, when the wind is cutting and stinging our eyes and when we’re sheltering from storms as we wait for the train… that’s when I want to remember this scene.
Ten minutes later we found ourselves knee deep in nettles.
I knew we shouldn’t have worn our shorts.
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