Barely waving

When I'd passed the top of Golf House Road, the sea looked powerful and dramatic, with waves crashing and foam flying. 

Strangely though, the closer I got to the sea, the less exciting it looked. 

In the evening, our new disco tunes sounded pretty odd without Lauren and Diane, but it was good to try some new stuff. And we've still got next Monday to polish things up. 

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