A couple of years ago, I was beachcombing at Fraisthorpe in East Yorkshire and came across this concrete relic of the second World war. At first I thought it was a gun emplacement but on researching it a bit I found out that it is in fact a searchlight shelter. This object would have been on top of the nearby cliffs but the coastal erosion here is so fierce that it now resides on the beach.
The whole beach is completely littered with the concrete remains of a bygone conflict that will hopefully never be repeated on our soil but it is a moving reminder of what my Dad did during six years of his life.