Early one morning...

Dashed down to the beach for a high tide, early morning sunrise shot.  There were a few of us lined up down by the harbour, all muttering about the lack of everything we had been promised in the evenings tide report.  The sunrise was a watery streak of pinky red somewhere over Germany, the sea was as flat as yer'at and it was starting to rain.  I hung around for 20 minutes or so and came home, slightly bedraggled and fed up.

Maybe I moan too much but is it too much to expect that with the billions of pounds spent on high tech satellites and computers it would be possible to work out what was going to happen between 10pm on Monday and 7am on Tuesday?   Asking for a friend...

And by the way,  the house of the cliffs is the Coastguard lookout and rescue station.