𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐝'𝐮𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭, exemple, 2020. My journey began on the A12 up towards Lowestoft in the back of my dad's motor. The most prominent memory was my first sight of the sea, and the horizon coming into view. If words could describe it, for me, it was heaven on earth. My love for the ocean and the colours it held was realized. Being a keen football and fishing fan from Ipswich town, a ball and rod were never too far away. In between life and death, my memory of being a child was a very precious and wonderful time.