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| A day off! Beach Buoy and two dogs arrived at 6-20 a.m. It was glorious. The Council Beach cleaning machine clattered by, as it made the Beach clean and smooth for another day of school holiday Beach fun. |
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| Another disposable lighter. Beach Buoy has re-posted a blogpost from 2015 about them. It will appear in the previous blogpost to this one. Beach Buoy headed South and noticed the 6am club a.k.a. 7am club (On a Weekend.). walking back from the Gare. When they were close enough, Marie the Poodle ran over to see Beach Buoy as did another dog from the group; a dog that looked like a chocolate sheep. ( A Bah of chocolate.) |
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| They walked towards the Gare and met a Seagull called 6. The Sun disappeared for a few seconds, behind one of only a few clouds in the sky. It changed the mood dramatically. To the North the 6 (7) a.m. club were specks in the distance. |
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| Then the Sun was back. They sat on the Grey Rocks, feeling somewhat smug with themselves. A Scotty Dog and its owner walked by. |
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| They headed North. He had picked a good day to be off. |
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| The South looked nice too. Beach Buoy looked up. More fluffy clouds now. He started to list the shapes he could see. A Rabbit... losing it's head in the breeze. A Narwhal. A Grabbing Hand. Mr Punch. A Map of Britain with Scotland drifting off like the rabbit's head. Maybe a sign of things to come? |
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| They followed the yellow brick road. It was Boots not Ruby Slippers today. |
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| Beach Buoy went over to the new Beach Huts. Building seemed to have ground to a halt recently? He hoped they would all be given names like the ones at Blyth. Even though he lives a short distance away he wanted to hire one to sit and think, feel smug and maybe even read a book! |
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| He picked this one. Possible names? Dune. Sun. Lemon Top. Or maybe just number 3 if they don't do names. |
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| The Council Cleaner had been busy. |
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| Walk Over, drink drank. Wuff wuff wuff. BEACH BUOY. |
