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| Beach Buoy and one Dog left the house a couple of minutes before 6am. The Sun was already quite high to the East, as he looked it that direction he saw the silhouettes of two Pigeons running along a neighbouring rooftop, at least one of them was wanting to be a Lovebird. Beach Buoy's was the first Car in the Car Park. There was a Breeze from the North. The Sky was filled with Lemon from the Citrus Sun. As he stepped onto the Beach he noticed someone had rotated the Dog Ban sign 180 degrees. Beach Buoy rotated it back to it's correct position. He was glad of the Dog's company today as they headed to the strand line. Beach Buoy took off his Sunglasses and stored them in his multi pocketed Beach Bag. |
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| They followed a lazy strand line that hadn't ventured up the beach much, there were some nice large water filled ripples in the sand. Two hoods went up, not so much to do with the chill, more to do the World could Buy One and Get One Free. The Beach had the full range of textures / coverings today; Flat Sand, Rippled Sand, Shingle, Shingle, Sea coal and Rocks. A couple appeared from the Dunes , as did their Chocolate Brown Dog. The Big Dog looked friendly and it started to run to Beach Buoy, wanting to say hello. His Grumpy little companion barked and the Brown Dog did a sudden about turn at the noise. He returned to it's owners and they followed suit and disappeared into the Dunes as quickly as they had appeared. |
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| Beach Buoy walked as far as some Seagulls, warming in the morning Sun. He headed up into the Dunes so as not to disturb the Seabirds. He looked back shortly afterwards to see a determined looking man walking as far as the Gulls, almost as if it was his job to disturb them. Job done he headed back to the North. A Skylark drifted by in the strong breeze until it arrived at it's chosen spot in the sky and it started to sing it's song. |
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| They headed to the River Tees. |
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| The Colour caught Beach Buoy's eye; he thought it was Plastic that needed beach cleaning; it was a flower; Thank goodness. |
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| After a while it was back to Hartlepool Bay. Beach Buoy could see the 7 o' clock club heading South. |
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| The big friendly Poodle came for it's regular neck rub. Beach Buoy smiled when he saw that the dogs tail had been dyed multicolours. Beach Buoy was a bit of a wanderer, the 7 o'clock club set off back North and were soon well ahead of him. Beach Buoy watched as one of The Club's Dogs ran to the water's edge ; scattering the resting Gulls. It continued into the water, ran out and shook itself before squatting for a wee. (Thankfully the earlier bird scarer had not done this.) |
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| There was some lovely scenes. |
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| And some not so lovely... but beach cleaned. |
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| They rested on the promenade wall and watched as horses rode off into the Sun. As they rested; viewing the scene, a young couple appeared on the Beach just in front of them, they had walked down the nearby access ramp. The Man asked if they were OK walking the Dog here, in what was either a Yorkshire or Lancashire accent. Beach Buoy pointed to the recently rotated sign. 'You are OK from here all the way to the Pier, go over the Pier, there is another Beach and you're OK right to the River." Beach Buoy and his mate watched as the slightly Bohemian looking couple headed off; obviously Beach combing as they went. Beach Buoy was sure that they were a VW type set up and was sure he would see their Camper Van as he turned to the Car Park. He was mistaken. |
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| Beach Buoy dried his Boots in the Sun as he drank tea. He was pleased not to be at the "PIPE AND SLIPPERS." Stage just yet! In fact it won't happen. He had just learnt not to label people. Don't judge, you can make stories up in your head, but you don't know the real story. |
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| He went shopping later and saw an Angel Cloud. BE HAPPY BEACH BUOY. |
