Guy Fawke's Night

"Remember remember the fifth of november" we used to chant in the England of my vanished youth - also known as BonFire Night. On the fifth I picked up some of the shattered clay pigeons left by gunmen the previous evening(though they picked up most, or they are in the Sound):

It was very high tide, and I was forced to run (or clamber)over the deep ruts. someone's inscription was about to be effaced by the waves:

Plenty of trash of course

and a nice shell