Could you tell me my balance, please? http://egotastic.in.net egotastic all-stars photos The turtle hatchlings spilling out on to on the sand had spent three days crawling up to the surface. They fanned out across the beach like three-inch wind-up toys, windmilling maniacally. As the hastily assembled crowd of sunbathers willed them on, one paddled past my toes, his flippers comically long, like a child in a too-big jumper. Then, in a swipe, a wave erased the trail of tiny prints and sent him tumbling, first up the beach then back towards the sea, before retreating and leaving him flapping upside down.