Sometimes, on a beach, you run out of stuff to do.
I can’t help thinking that the other-worldly time vortex-created graffiti impact of this might have been greater IF I HADN’T LEFT THE STICK IN SHOT.
Emily, who was sitting on the wall at the top of Minehead’s artificially constructed beach, had another idea. So we did that.
I like the idea that you might be able to see it from space. You know, if you had a really, really powerful magnifying scope.