Relics on Aldeburgh’s beach.







Pictures of people, place and things. The stuff of life.
A good place to go when it’s freezing. The glasshouses are nice and warm.








Finally it’s stopped raining, the sun is out, there’s snow on the hills.
So, why are we leaving?




In one of it’s more quiet, contemplative moods.
After days of rain the sun suddenly decides to make an appearance. Just before setting… typical.

