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He's home from the sea! (For one night only - but he's home). This is North Sands looking out over The Bar - a notorious sand bar, written about by Tennyson in 'Crossing the Bar'. Matthew is governed by tides as to the best time to cross over it - many a boat has come a cropper by timing it wrong. I'm heading up to Buckinghamshire tomorrow before Sundays run - wish Math could come with me but it's not to be.