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07 February 2018 | by Jonathan Tulloch

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An icy blast gusted at me. It was what people call a lazy wind – one that doesn’t bother going round you, but cuts straight through. Muffled behind a thick scarf, coat and hat, I was still chilled to the bone. Reaching a group of trees, I took shelter. The thick hawthorn, blackthorn and holly bushes made a barrier that even the laziest wind would struggle to pierce.





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