Friday 13th April 2001 – 8.08am
Easter Friday. Why am I even out of bed at this time: everything else almost deserted but me here taking my photos. Perhaps the hardest thing about this is having to be here when you don’t want to be, to do it anyway, and look at the view, try to take a recording. So today, we have low tide, a light but cold East wind, while on the bank one solitary gull is trying to crack shells, persevering and finally succeeding.