The 'no dogs on beach' rule applies with effect from 1st May. And the council employs lifeguards. Both seem rather pointless on this particularly dreary May morning. George couldn't understand why he couldn't go down the steps to the beach.
'Because you're a dog, a vile creature whose poo can blind people.'
George looked as though he were about to argue but instead he just raised his eyebrows and humphed, 'Rules, eh?' I love the way my bit of world has been turned on its side. It always amazes me to realise that these cliffs, which appear so solid and unmovable, used to be horizontal - and millions of years before that, living creatures in the sea. (The Gower cliffs are mainly carboniferous limestone, which largely consists of endo- and exoskeletons.)