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Wednesday, 24 December 2025

DRIVING OME FOR CHRISTMAS... FROM THE SUPERMARKET.

 






BEACH BUOY.

CHRISTMAS EVE 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 

Wednesday morning at 7-48...
Beach Buoy reached the beach alone.
Another Dog wasn't at all interested in leaving her bed.
It could have been a good decision as a strong wind from the south west shifted sand.
Two thirds of Team Mick Aston Jumper were on The Esplanade.

Beach Buoy headed to the beach and collected five suitable stones.

No torch required.


He headed south.
The man who once had four dogs was up ahead with three.


The man who once had four dogs paused.

A lady walked the water's edge as she threw a ball for her dog.


The man with no dog but a pocketful of sweets stormed ahead.


A choppy sea rolled in.
The tide was more in than it was out.
Sea foam, like cartoon ghosts slid towards the safety of the dunes.

Beach Buoy had two hoods firmly up.
It was chilly.

The man and his three dogs walked the low level route.
There was no beach access to the Tank Traps today.

The man with no dog cut into the dunes.
He went up his own slope!
Beach Buoy felt sure that if he followed the man that it would lead the way to The Midget Gem Mines.
STUFF OF LEGEND.

Resisting temptation, Beach Buoy headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.


"Morning Mate."

It was 8-18.

He added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He had a sit and think.


A Small Ship headed for the river.

Team Muzzled Dog appeared.

They discussed the "joys" of shopping at Christmas...

With a "Have a great  Christmas." they were gone,


Beach Buoy sat watching the dune grass dance, the sea roll in.

He could be sat on an Island.

He can imagine that he is there.

A shack behind him with a driftwood bench and table outside.

An area for an open fire when sea breezes would allow.


"See you mate."

There was no need to lock the shack.

Those who see it too are welcome to share.

He returned to the beach below.


The tide was heading out.


A man and his Border Collie walked by the sea.

Beach Buoy continued north.
To the south, a man and his dog played football by the sea.

The footballing duo had stopped for a half time team talk.
The Gentleman who sleeps rough appeared from a night in the dunes.

Dylan the dog approached.

His owner gave a distant wave as she passed by.



Back to the south, the footballer and the rough sleeper chatted.


The talk went on.


Beach Buoy fed some Crows.
Gulls came too.

More Gulls joined.

Beach Buoy and wind-blown sand headed up the beach access ramp.


BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 


14 OCTOBER 2025.

THE MAN WITH THE MOBILE PHONE.

SEATON SANDS 

HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy.

Tuesday, 23 December 2025

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OUR READERS.

 


Beach Buoy.

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 


TAKING A LITTLE FISH BACK TO THE SEA.
23 DECEMBER 2025.
SEATON SANDS 
HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy.

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 


22 DECEMBER 2025.

THE DAY ALFIE WENT MISSING AGAIN.
SEATON SANDS 
HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy...
He was found.

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 


A COAL HEART.

21 DECEMBER 2025.

SEATON SANDS.

HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy.


SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 


20 DECEMBER 2025.
SEATON SANDS 
HARTLEPOOL.
A WRECK, A CROW AND A BIG COAT.

Beach Buoy.

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 


18 DECEMBER 2025.

THE WHITE EDGE OF THE SEA IN THE DARK.

SEATON SANDS 
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.

23 DECEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach at 7-41.

A Jogger and his three dogs headed north along the Esplanade.


They disappeared into the shadows.
It was still dark.


They headed to the beach.
A couple and their dog were to the south.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones by torch light.


A mild wind blew from the south west.
The sea seemed to angrier than the wind would suggest.
Unseen Gulls cried overhead.

Beach Buoy found a small fish.
It could have been stunned as the waves hit the beach or perhaps it was dead?
Beach Buoy returned it to the sea.
You never know.

The couple and their dog returned north.

Beach Buoy paused.
He had been up since 2-30.
He was a little under the weather.

They walked the low level route.
Beach Buoy stayed as close as he could to the dune edge so as not to disturb the Shoreline Gulls.


A Crow landed on the grey rocks.

8-11.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.


Ruby was so happy to be out.

Beach Buoy had a sit and think.
Team Muzzled Dog came up to Stubborn Dog Stack.
They shared details of how Excellent Dog Alfie had been found and reunited yesterday.
They all recalled the time that their Alfie, the Border Collie went missing for 48 hours.

Team Muzzled |Dog continued southwards along the dune edge.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog returned to the beach below.


The Sunderland supporter and his rescue dog were down by the sea.
The dark was barking at the sea.
Beach Buoy signalled that he was still unwell and would keep his distance.


They made their way back.

Up on the Esplanade Beach Buoy chatted to the litter pick lady.

BEACH BUOY.