Different Camber

My annual trip to Camber Sands took place on Sunday and Monday. This year’s word is “different”. Oh, and also “Colin”.

Different because one of the group is no longer with us :-(

And because several other regular attendees were absent, because of the weather and other reasons.

And because I won fourth prize in the boules competition, only my second trophy in at least nineteen attempts.

And because the day ended with the most incredible storm I’ve ever witnessed, already dubbed Camber Storm Colin. Monsoon multiplied by five. Constant lightning. Hailstones smashing car windows (mine were OK, but others in the group weren’t so lucky). The photos don’t do it justice.

And because Camber Storm Colin and its aftermath meant we didn’t play our usual game of tippit.

And for other reasons too.

And here are the photos.