I grew up by the ocean in the north east of England and there are few things in life that can beat the sound of waves crashing against the shore or the smell of salt in the air. A stroll along the beach early on a summer morning makes you realize that although the world around us is in constant flux and chaos there is a certain calmness and rhythm to it all. No two days are ever quite the same. The sea sculpts the shoreline into new patterns at each changing tide, early morning light rakes across ripples in the sand and rock pools beg to be explored. As the day wears on the rhythmic beat of the ocean is broken by the sound of people, arriving to spend their day playing on the beach.