Direct quote from OHMSS - chapter 1 page 2 & 3 ;-)
"Impatiently, Bond lit a cigarette, pulled his shoulders out of their slouch and slammed the mawkish memories back into their long-closed file. Today, he was a grown-up, a man with years of dirty, dangerous memories - a spy. He was not sitting in this concrete hideout to sentimentalize about a pack of scrubby, smelly children on a beach scattered with bottle-tops and lolly-sticks an fringed by a sea thick with sun-oil and putrid with the main drains of Royale. He was there, he had chosen to be here, to spy. To spy on a woman."