Raglan, rats, and hot water beach
September 27th 2015 September 2016
If Raglan was a person, he would be a surfer with shoulder length dreds, a wee pointy beard, precariously hanging jeans on wipity hips, barefoot, coffee drinking and always just on the cusp of a really profound statement, 'yeah man... sweet, cool, man'... and never in a hurry. We were lucky to spend a month in Raglan's company. Now neither Drew nor I had heard of Raglan be
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