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Oct 01, 2020
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Wrapping a towel around himself, my son Vinny plonked down on the sand next to me.
‘I don’t know how you manage in that water,’ I laughed. ‘It’s freezing!’
It was October 2015, and we were on holiday in North Wales.
While my husband Mark, now 51, and I enjoyed relaxing on the beach, Vinny, then 14, had spent hours bodyboarding in the sea.
We were having a great time away, but by 8pm that
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