Even on a calm summer’s day, there is rarely a dull moment where the sea meets the rocks, and each wave rolls and breaks and splashes in a different way. Some of the waves sweep up the deep gullies with great enthusiasm, foaming on the rocks as they pass, and others break early and then wash gently up the channels with barely a murmur. There are few things (if any) that Algy enjoys more than perching on a rock at the edge of the ocean, whiling away the hours just watching the dance of the sea.

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