We've seen some very old warning signs on the beach about jellyfish, but not thought much about it. Just before Christmas, George knelt on a tentacle in the sea and it was like a stinging nettle. No harm done. When I saw the jellyfish this week, I first thought it was a plastic bag. But no it definitely wasn't. It was dead and washed up on the beach. So I'm now wearing my sea shoes!
Travelling the world in my 50s around my work