For months we have admired those men, dressed in orange overalls, who work tirelessly on the sea wall repairs in front of our house at Dawlish. We’ve heard the big diggers and other machinery, toiling away day and night – whenever the tides permit – and we’ve seen the men mixing concrete under the bright lights; we’ve even seen them get drenched by waves crashing into the wall… but we have not been able to see the results of their labours. To date, most of the grand scale building work has taken place below, on the other side of the wall, where we can’t see.

Yesterday morning the sun was out and I put my telephoto-lens on my good camera. I zoomed in and focussed on the men working on the rig (hope they don’t mind), but it wasn’t until I downloaded the photographs that I noticed there are now several tiers of concrete terraces coming out from the base of the wall beyond the rig. You saw it here first, from your tired (not tiered) fly on the sea wall – it was another bright, busy and noisy shift last night. And there are also some shots of two lovely men in orange.