We went down to South Brighton. It was dusk, and the light was dimming. It was high tide, and bitterly cold.
Man and dog went to the park to throw the ball and play chase. Woman and child went to walk on the beach to test out their gumboots.
It was empty, just the sea. Then we spotted something coming in on the crest of one of the wintry waves. It was a red balloon.
Where did it come from?