On this cold and cloudy day I really needed to see these. Even though they were only taken three months ago I had forgotten they had even existed (I know, I know, I take a lot of photos so it happens!). They are from one of the last days of our last holiday. It was one of those perfect afternoons as the sun went down that I felt a strong sense that “we are making important memories right now”.

As a child, many of my happiest memories were made at the beach and they still are. I was thinking that it’s funny how things change but some things will always be the same. The rhythmic ebb and flow of the tide, back and forth, for millions of years – a continuous presence while everything around it comes and goes and changes.

Just yesterday I was looking at photos from my own childhood. I realised then that one of the reasons that I am somewhat obsessed with photography is that I’m also terribly nostalgic – my photography is really just a feeble and desperate attempt to hold on to that fleeting moment for just a fraction of a second longer. To make something permanent and tangible in a world that is constantly in a state of flux. The realisation was sad and comforting all at once but I’m sure many of my photographer friends can relate.