Snarl at Southwold
We picked a rotten day to go and play on the beach: a very high tide was in and there was no beach. None. Snarl spent about half an hour making videos of the waves crashing over the groynes.
When I developed this roll, the reel came apart inside the tank and the whole thing scrolled up tight, stuck to itself and got scratched to hell, so only a couple of frames got sorted. Gah. But I like this one.
(taken with an Ensign Ful-Vue, a dead cute 1940s box camera and HP5 )