The Christmas decorations had all been taken down and the West Highland January day was typically bleak, but Algy was not downcast. He put on his bright blue hat and scarf and took his new volume “Poems of the Sea” down to the beach, to read to the silvery ocean, sitting stoically on a cold, dark rock.

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