The Sea. I absolutely love it. The most vast, incalcuble mass you could possibly imagine, it’s waves encroach upon you with an ominous hush of warning. Almost to say each time, ‘stay away’ Perhaps intimidating, this hush also offers a comforting, dulcet caution, and something that is both aurally and visually hypnotising. It’s a strange combination, and one that always offers the peace and personal space you can’t quite get in any other environment. A beautiful sanctuary, with a refreshing chill that scythes through you like the air of an alpine mountain top…

Funny to get all these feelings on a bitterly cold December day. In Tramore of all places.