The deadliest, jelliest site ever. Brought to you by Niamh Shaw

The scene: early afternoon at Bethell’s Beach. Stately clouds roam the sky. Seagulls wheel overhead. A fine mist drifts inland from the exploding waves. Clotted volcanic sand huddles close, freshly black with rain. Swatches of surf-froth shiver in the gusting wind.

Fitz crouches to photograph the froth. He ponders the exigency of flash, searches for the best angle, manually focusses the lens, adjusts the settings, takes numerous test shots.

Meanwhile Husband gallops across the beach kicking up froth, going: “Hee hee hee!”

Brr it’s COLD!


Husband pulls faces for the camera. Someone should’ve reminded him to stand in front of it

Smile or wind-frisked grimace? Hard to tell

Belle takes a moment


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