Hello Reader, A few days ago, I had just completed a 50-minute swim, and was mingling with the throng of swimmers at the beach caravan, waiting for their cappuccinos. We jostled good naturedly, guessing the temperature (about 14 degrees?) and vis (couple of metres). Muddled in among my group of swimmers were the ‘bobbers’, the dog walkers, scuba divers, paddlers and sun soakers. I was longing to cradle a hot cup between my freezing fingers, and I could almost taste the first flaky bite of my...