It took me several days to remember, but I wanted to see if I could capture just how magical the beach can be in the mornings.  I wasn’t particularly early today, about half-nine, and there were a couple of other people there.

Feeling reckless I walked into the sea with the camera.I try to fight my usual inclination to just float about and swim for a while parallel to the shore and have worked out a transit where I line up a certain telelgraph pole with a certain building to let me know I’ve got back to where my towel and flipflops are.  Who said navigation theory couldn’t be useful when you aren’t on a boat?

This evening, post dental appointment, while having my evening swim, I was hailed by Margit and Susanne who were having their daily swim – Margit made me guess the temperature of the water – I said 27c – she told me I was one degree over  , , , she never goes in the water without her thermometer and with a flourish produced a white plastic fish-shaped thermometer!

Correction:  Margit was very keen today today to tell me that I’d got it wrong – the fish thermometer isn’t hers, she was just looking after it for Susanne. I hope this clears things up.