I must go down to the sea again....

Newgale beach this afternoon was popular with dog walkers, but I still get a feeling of space and awe at the power and beauty of the sea.

This ship was bathed in light riding at anchor in St Bride's Bay waiting to pick up a cargo of refined oil from Milford Haven. To the right are the islands of Middlehome and Skomer, which after Skokholm is my favourite island.

I was brought up in Hertfordshire and Cambridgeshire, miles from the sea, but holidays were always coastal and I have spent most of my life on ships or flying at low level over the sea and living close by. My great-grandpa was a ship designer from a long line of Pembrokeshire shipwrights so it felt right to put down roots here after many years of itinerant life around the world.