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John had always loved going to the seaside. Living in the Midlands it was a bit of a trek but he would drive over to the east coast twice a year with his family.

 

As he aged he would still go at least once a year just to see the sea but when he stopped driving it became more difficult until one of his pub pals offered to take him. They were stuck behind an articulated lorry for miles. When they reached a stretch of dual carriageway he urged his pal to overtake it.

 

“I’ve read this one,” he said