It is a beautiful summer's day, healthy sweat pours off the young man as he runs on Whitmore Bay beach feeling as light as a ghost. He passes a panting jogger and looks at him smugly heading towards the rainbow coloured beach houses, encouraged by shreaking seagulls. The blue Channel sparkles as if covered with diamonds and he is as free as an eagle.
Suddenly the sun is replaced by artificial lights and he realises with a start that there are just stumps beneath his waist.
Suddenly the sun is replaced by artificial lights and he realises with a start that there are just stumps beneath his waist.
