I've got many happy childhood memories of beach combing with my gran and my dad. My neck cricking from always looking down to see what was at my feet. Picking up rocks to see what was hiding beneath. That love for 'little things' as not changed and you'll still find me on the seashore pottering around with my eyes to the ground around my feet. And just occasionally looking up to take in the views and the huge sky above me (the sky always looks much larger when you've been l