The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple had walked towards the sea.
The tide way a good way out.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was ashore.
The tide was heading in.
There was the slightest of breezes from the south east.
The Wind Turbines knew nothing about it.
They all stood idle, facing random directions, listening for rumours of the next expected breeze.
A Silhouette stood at the water's edge with their dog.
Hands went on hips as they looked out to sea.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the low level route.
The lady who sometimes sits at the grey rocks, sat there again today.
Different colour Summer Dress.
Same Purple Bag.
Beach Buoy added two sturdy stones to the sea defence.
They climbed the small slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-49.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
H d scattered seeds for the Crows.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He had a sit and a think.
The lady at the grey rocks went and stood in the sea.
Beach Buoy's Beachclean from today.
5 Nitrous Oxide Cylinders.
1 Deodorant Spray.
3 Glass bottles.
4 Plastic bottles.
6 Cans.
As he crossed the Car Park, he noticed that someone had left two used disposable nappies.
It looked like they had just been dumped from a parked car.
Scum like that should just stay at home.
Paul.
