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Wondering what a ginger cookie, a government office and a beachfront cottage have in common.

It came from a series of apparently unconnected dreams, not nightmares, one night.

Someone had delivered a beautiful gold and silver and platinum box to our front door. Inside were the most delicious organic, what else, ginger cookies.

Then suddenly we were on the phone to a government office resolving a problem buying a permit to drive to a neighbouring county. Perhaps virus-anxiety-induced?

We ended the night sipping watermelon juice on the steps of the cottage, the only one on a crescent of beach framed by palms and tamarisk trees.

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Beans before the sunset.

There will be cheese.

Vegetables grown in soil that contains nutrients.

Tall people and short people and those in between.

A deal.

Two cherries and a tomato.

An apple and a fox.

We struck a match.

With flare.

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We entered the lobby on skis and sat at the bar.

Braised brussels sprouts and trout were ready on our plates, served, sizzling and taste-serenading.

The view to the horizon showed cottages with small doors and large windows.

Everyone was from somehwere else.

With a bit of French, a lot of Greek, a serving of Korean and a flourish of Spanish we wowed the room.

They wowed us.

Everyone had a healthy fireside flush and lively smile.

Next time you might find it best to follow us!

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Yes.

No.

But not maybe.

Kind.

Considerate.

Sane.

Realistic and generous.

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Hello, how are you?

They meant it with inquisitiveness and sincerity.

It was most welcome, and I wanted to tell them.

In the time available it seemed to crush the answer into a small room, somewhere between true and understated.

So we left the question behind as we sliced through the wind with the power of a lightening bolt.

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