This picture was taken earlier this week. Oh, how many shades of purple were the waves as they brushed against the pier! I wish I had had a camera with me tonight when Ros and I took a walk after dinner. The sun was setting, turning the sky aflame with a riot of colour. It was a brilliant evening: we ran down the short pier, we raced to the sea, we skipped and hopped over puddles. The tide was out, meaning the wide, wide beach was covered in a sheen of water, reflecting the golden and purple sky. We ran for the joy of running and stared in wonder at the colours of the sunset on the sea.