Before the storm

"I love a good storm" said my colleague as we left the office at lunchtime (although she then shamefacedly admitted to having slept through the Great Storm of 1987 in her Sussex University hall of residence, despite the fact that a tree fell on it).

No great storm here yet, but during a therapeutic walk on the Hove seafront this afternoon the wind was certainly getting up, waves were crashing on to the shingle and a few people were enjoying the growing wildness