Breakfast at Main Beach

The view from the 20th floor balcony was overwhelmingly and gorgeously blue, but I chose black and white as a reminder of how much my Dad loved seeing the old photos of beach goers in the 195os in the Main Beach bathing pavilion this morning. He told me of being stuck in a terrible traffic jam on his way to this beach in the 5os with 5 other strong railway lads and how they decided to get out of their Morris and physically carry it out of the congestion.