I stayed with my best friend's mum at the weekend in Shropshire. It was lovely to stay in her amazing B&B in the country and we took lots of trips to see the surrounding area. It was a typical british holiday which required rain macs, jumpers, tights, shorts, bikinis all in the same day sometimes! The morning that we visited a Welsh beach started off perticularly bleak. The winds were really strong and while walking up the beach there was a constant stream of sand blowing towards us. I though i could break my lens with this much sand, but it was too good to not take a few shots of the apocalyptic heavens.