Golden moments, watching as the waves ebb away from the land leaving glistening little rock pools, mirroring the sky above, hidden in the folds of black-grey rocks. Peering in wonder at the colourful fronds of a sea anemone. Fishing for crabs, shrimps, and tiny fish to put in our bucket. Beachcombing on a stretch of shimmering sand, seeking the treasures laid down by the waves, frayed strands of bright blue and orange fisherman’s rope; sea glass, like misty gems in pastel colours; rounded, smooth pebbles, shells or bleached driftwood.  Some of the most precious things we have are memories of the holidays we spend with our loved ones.