Surfers, Goths and Beachcombers

Basically, today was filled with just those. The annual horror film festival is on over here, attracting a slew of, shall we say, interesting characters. Everywhere you look, bloodied fake extremities are encountered. I’ve had to stifle a scream more than once (they look really real!). To escape the madness I took a walk on the beach and spotted the surfers, loads of them, looking like a colony of penguins floating on the frothy bottle green waves. I ambled past them and was suddenly surrounded by a mob of beachcombers brandishing metal detectors and trying to get to the booty first. The goths, I guessed, must be known for their carelessness with precious metals…A surreal day, all in all.