Panic, Peace and Paddling in Saltburn: Anxiety goes to the Seaside.
A few days before my summer holiday, I caught up with a friend and, over coffee, she asked me where I was going.
‘Saltburn-by-the-sea,’ I announced proudly.
She replaced her mocha in its saucer, looking uneasy.
‘That sounds great,’ she said.
‘But,’ I said, ‘there’s a but, isn’t there?’
‘It’s just…..it’s a bit quiet there,’ she said, ‘what will you do for a week?’
‘Well, what did you do when you were there?’ I asked.
‘To be honest,’ she said, ‘I got drunk quite a lot.’
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