Ventnor is a pretty little town on the south of the Isle of Wight. There are cafes and tapas bars overlooking a small sandy beach. In the right weather it’s almost possible to imagine that you are somewhere Mediterranean.

This morning wasn’t like that,  a stiff wind was blowing and the air was chill after the rain in the night. There was hardly a soul around at 8 in the morning, apart from a dog walker, a runner and a dismounted biker having a smoke whilst watching the sun rise. It’s oddly pleasant to share a great sunrise with strangers, being among a select few witnesses to the beginning of a new day.