In a competing world of light, the big one still rules. 

The short plank suddenly had an idea that he may have not been sterotyped for nothing. 

Like blown glass figures in the waves. 

The cranberry mothership and some ocean spray suddenly had a marketing idea. 

The one the fish threw back 

"You threw it, you fetch it from the water!!!!!!" 

Some days were just meant for flying 

The office wastepaper basket had found down sizing from the rat race had some problems. 

Too late, she realised where she had left her favourite hat. 

I bet cosmo never have this many camera crashers on their shoots! 

Her employment as a hairspray tester had it's down sides. 

Wandering and hoping the sea had left the odd bit for dinner. 

"Ok Sam, so you have the world's biggest clam! But how do we get into it?" 

Original beachcombers at work. 

After a season working as an actor on american day time soap, the log decided on a sea cruise to recover. 

She had an inkling that the damp course had failed again. 

Playing hide and seek with sight and perspective, the ship slipped behind a pillar. 

Waiting for a Richard Gere look-a-like. 

A five o'clock shadow. 

Times were hard, so the worm at the world's had to find new employment. 

In a patch of sunshine, they play while the pier looks on. Cleethorpe's beach offers a rare treat in November.