Aldeburgh on a Friday in November. Mist. A chill breeze. Waves crashing on to shingle.
Trudge north away from the town, past the fresh fish cabin ('anything fresher is still swimming') and on to the endless pebble beach...
And that's the site of Maggie Hambling's 'Scallop', the town's memorial to its most celebrated resident Benjamin Britten.
Strange, haunting and very definitely 'on the edge'...
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