The light is fading, the pier is closed, the holidaymakers left days ago. Even the gulls’ fight for the day’s leftovers seems lethargic
So what are you going to do to find a picture when you have only an hour to spare in Southend?
It may be the world’s longest pier, but denied access to its boards it looks dingy and uninspiring from other vantage points, and its dark underbelly is safe from any more adventurous shooting thanks to the estuary mud.
So what are you left with? The mud, the Thames, and a sun that plays hide and seek between plentiful clouds.
Should do the trick.