Blowing in the wind

A very fierce, cold wind all day. A few minutes to spare between the Morning Job and Job No. 2, so I headed for the sea, assuming that there would be huge waves crashing on to the shore and onto the pier.

Wrong! Lots of little choppy waves and, occasionally, when the wind caught a wave, a plume of spray. Blown seaward, luckily for these walkers!   

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