RECCE - a story in less than 100 words

RECCE
Asbed scuttled up the shingle like a crab, terrified at the noise it made, and peeped between the seaweed covered beams of the breakwater.After the filth and fear of the camp the peaceful town looked like paradise. He imagined clean beds, decent food, and freedom. If only...From the dinghy Karim hissed, ‘Hurry up!’Asbed sighed and took a photograph. They returned quickly to the yacht and sailed east again – just two men out on a fishing trip.
Back at the refugee camp Asbed’s photograph sold a hundred cross-Channel tickets.*****Sandra Crook's photograph could almost have been taken on my short break last week in Folkestone, where there is a vast shingle beach, empty on the cool and foggy morning of our walk, from which on a clear day you can see France.
That family visit, and the glorious weather over the Easter weekend, are my excuse for my absence from FF last week - I hope you missed me.