Just a shell

A dull, overcast day on the whole, with the odd spot of light rain thrown in for good measure. But I needed to go out in the afternoon, things seemed to be brightening up a bit, and I fancied a bit of fresh air to blow away the cobwebs -- so I went to the Bull Wall, across the newly refurbished bridge (not a bad job, actually, and finished remarkably quickly). There's this baby beach sort of thing just as you get across the bridge, on the Howth side, where the sea scouts base their boats. I parked just past it and clambered down, just as a bit of half-hearted sun broke through a break in the clouds. This was one of the many shells which were all over the place.