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Late afternoon out on the rocks by this little fishing village. The tide is coming in and the sun will be setting soon; I'd best be getting off the rocks and back to dry land, otherwise the lifeboat will have to come and rescue me.
My brother, is one of the lifeboatmen, so I don't want to embarrass him into giving me a bollocking. Plus they might not get here in time and I might drown!
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