A strange thing happened the other day when I went for a walk in Clacton on Sea. I went along the walk by the sea, not the most beautiful coastal path, with its concrete sea defences.
The wind was very strong and so I decided to go to the end of the pier. Seaside piers, in photography, fall into the same category as sunsets, markets and families awkwardly huddled together, grinning inanely at the lens. I switched off my camera and wandered around in the sunshine blasting myself with the abundance of negative ions.
Until I spotted some interesting reflections: