Shelled Out
Wandering down a beach in Sidmouth, Devon, we came upon some undamaged, fully intact sea shells, a perfect palm size. I collected a handful of them (all I could manage), not knowing for what purpose, and stored them in the sleeve of my raincoat as we ran from awning to awning in the unexpected rain! They came in handy as tiny serving plates for the sushi we brought to a family potluck that night; and best yet, even in this most expensive of countries, they were completely free!