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| Beach Buoy sat in the Car Park; one Dog for company. Beach Buoy sat and drank the tea that he had brought in a Thermal Travel Cup as he watched the beachgoers on The Promenade; it was 6-30 p.m. The Dog in the passenger was keen to be out and on the Beach. Beach Buoy opened the glove box and found a treat from their secret stash to pacify his companion. They were parked in the South East corner of the Car Park; up near The Dunes. 9 teenagers arrived on 7 bikes. They locked up their bikes in a cluster around some beach related signage posts. |
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| Once on the Beach they headed South along the narrow strip of sand made available by the outgoing tide. |
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| The Sea wasn't rough by any stretch of the imagination but it was slapping down with a Crash as it broke onto the Beach |
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| Seaweed. |
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| The two turned and started their journey back. |
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| The tide had turned over an hour earlier by now but the Sea seemed reluctant to give up the Beach just yet. Beach Buoy kept an eye open on the waves in the hope of not getting caught out. |
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| Beach Buoy's #2minutebeachclean. He washed the finds from the Day and photographed them |
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| BEACH BUOY. |
