After a few minutes with my thoughts the urgency of my walk suddenly brings me back to the now. It’s time to motor on and get a move on, before the reality of war does come to a small part of a beach in Kent. The tide is falling and more and more of the beach is appearing, so I decide to stick to the waters edge wherever possible. It’s now eight o’clock and Jury’s Gap the end of the ranges is in sight, disconcertedly by now it has a red flag up and I have noticed on top of the beach I am being trailed by Military personnel on a quad bike. Eventually I reach the expanse of open beach at Camber Sands and my pace can now slow down, job done.