A Little Something from the Sea to Your Hand, Eh? You know, sometimes the best ideas just wash ashore, quite literally! I remember a blustery autumn day, walking along the Cornish coast, the kind of day where the air bites a bit but the ocean's roar is just magnificent. My wellies were squelching in the sand, and I was just enjoying the sheer wildness of it all, feeling utterly connected to the vast, untamed beauty around me. Then, nestled amongst some wet, dark pebbles and glistening seaweed, I spotted it – a perfectly formed, slightly weathered seashell. It wasn't flashy, not one of those vi...
