Me, dad, and mum live in between Fremantle and Perth, so we’re close to the beach, and I go there almost all the time.

I like collecting seashells, especially ones with holes in them, so I can make necklaces and wind chimes.

My bedroom is painted blue, and my pillows are in the shape of fish. My bedroom is filled with things I found at the beach. I have a massive cuttlefish collection, lots of interesting pieces of wood, and heaps of glass.

The glass is so pretty. They look like see through coloured pebbles, and they are smooth and round because the ocean has rubbed them against the sand for so long.

Mum thinks my bedroom smells funny, so I’m not allowed to collect seaweed anymore. Mum says I can’t leave the seaweed in the bath anymore either. Instead I leave it on the front verandah. Seaweed is better wet though. It goes a weird grey colour when it’s dry.