The sea took my husband
Katrina Robinson • 13 August 2018
'The sea took my husband,' I said, staring moodily out across the stormy ocean from the relative safety of the cliff edge.
My companion gaped. 'What, you mean he drowned?'
'No, he ran off with an air hostess he met at the British Airways Sailing Club.'
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