As we know, I love big crashy waves. I somehow seem to accidentally suggest we go for a walk when they're particularly splashy quite frequently!

We stopped at the lighthouse on the way to the supermarket earlier. Something about this area is so grey and depressing but it makes me feel really happy.

It's becoming something of a routine, this walk into the city on a Saturday, and I don't mind it. This was hard work though. We were all exhausted by the end.

In a concerted effort to get out of my creative funk, I've done a few things. Firstly I've decided that everywhere I go, a camera goes too. And I will take pictures. Probably not good pictures, but when you fall out of a good habit, the first thing to do is get back in.

I've been so bad at this recently. We walk the same laps around the village every day, and see the same things, take the same pictures, and I'm just bored. I'm bored of everything and I don't know how to fix it.

Jumped off the bus on my way into the office this morning as the sea was going crazy over the marina walls

It's become a tradition for us to walk to Saltdean on Christmas day to take some bags to the charity dropoff.