I was brought up by the sea and now I live within tsunami range. Every day I study its plethora of moods from my window; the good, the bad and often the ugly. But this familiarity has not bred contempt. Quite the contrary. On our road trip last week, when Max’s Dad suggested that we took a little stroll from our luncheon pub to the beach, I was eager to explore.
So different to our northern shoreline. Pebbles and vast scapes rather than our macho cliffs and sandy beaches. But just as mesmerising. I doubt I will ever get enough.