Beach Buoy cycled down towards the sea.
Beyond the dunes a Wind Turbine Vessel could be seen heading to the river.
By the time that he had cycled to The Esplanade, the Vessel had slipped between the Gares.
Beach Buoy headed off to the north end of the Esplanade.
The regular bait diggers
He made a point of climbing the steeply banked car park.
He free wheeled down from Newburn Bridge.
He went to the southern end of the Esplanade.
The man with a Tricycle was there.
They chatted.
They had chatted before.
Paul.
