I remember being in my swimming costume in the sea on a warm sunny day (on the IOW I presume). I can't swim but it's OK because I'm holding my aunty's hand tightly... She tells me to jump with her on the count of three, we do and over the wave we go! Delight! I remember how happy I was and that an 'adult' seemed to be having just as much fun with this new experience as I was. My first time wave jumping, thank you Aunty Helen! xxx