The next day was exceptionally grey, although not quite raining … at least, not yet. But for once there was very little wind, which made a pleasant change and meant that it felt considerably milder. So Algy decided to spend the afternoon relaxing by the sea, although even the ocean seemed to be feeling dull and listless today. He found himself a comfortably mossy spot among the spiky grasses on the edge of the sand dunes, and tucked his beak into a poetry book …
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