La mort à nu

Le moment était venu pour moi de me mettre au travail.

It was my first time in the Broads, my first time in Norfolk. It was spectaculary unfamiliar. I took in the sweeping openess, breathed in the damp, cold air, and felt something, minimally, begin to unwind.
Unwelcoming as it might have been, it wasn't London, and that was enough.