Sea shell collecting

Last weekend the tide was high at Southport beach. Me and mama took Billy the dog for a beach walk and I came home with a couple of bags of shells! I couldn’t stop picking them up, they all looked too good. It’s like I had an obsessive compulsive disorder.

I’m not too sure what I’m going to do with them all but I have one creative idea for them. I might just polish some up too and use them as decorations in the house. I washed all of them tediously in a bucket of water and upon leaving some shells in there for a few days I stuck my hand in to carry on with the cleaning task and found this!!!

Disgusting. My fear of water has just increased.

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