A Tiny Spark, A Grand Idea, and a Tale from the Coast You know, sometimes the most profound ideas bubble up from the simplest of moments, don't they? I remember one crisp autumn afternoon, strolling along Brighton beach, the sea breeze carrying the scent of salt and chips. My mind was whirring, as it often does, pondering how we capture those fleeting, precious connections in something tangible, something you can hold close, a constant, comforting weight against your skin. I saw a young couple sharing a bottle of fizzy pop, laughing, their smiles as bright as the glint on the waves, and it jus...
