Fifteen minutes from us is a lovely little town full of character and life.
The beach is nice too, not very pebbly and full of old bits of broken glass all smooth and asking to be collected.
The Red Arrows were performing a display a little way up the coast. My images of them are not very good, they were a long way off and it's not really the sort of photography I do but I did it anyway and I don't totally dislike the results.
The shot of the boy about to catch (1:04) has lots of camera shake but I love the life in it. I saw him about to move and had a fraction of a second to respond so I feel lucky to have made the photo at all. The was no second chance.
