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| Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog finally made it back to the Beach. It was 7-38 a.m. It was a dull, damp and drizzly morning. As Beach Buoy left the Car Park, a tiny car with a loud engine buzzed into the almost deserted scene. The tide was out enough to leave a strip of beach bound water behind to fend for itself. It was still connected at one end to the Sea and as the waves rolled in it had the effect of sending a series of ripples along the length of the beach trapped water at walking pace. Beach Buoy knew it was walking pace because it followed him along the Beach like an Obedient Dog. Out of the drizzle from the South came the 7 a.m. club. Marie the large Poodle made a bee-line for Beach Buoy. Beach Buoy welcomed the Dog and gave it the neck scratch that she had come for. A friendly discussion took place with Beach Buoy and the 7 a.m. club. Apparently the big friendly Poodle barks at other men.... |
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| Beach Buoy looked back to the see the 7 a.m. club vanish into the mist. |
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| Can Can Beach Clean. |
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| Another part of the Beach clean; over 30 blue sponge balls. Down by the South end of the Beach, seaweed was strewn after being shredded by a rougher Sea than of that today. Two crows picked their way through the scatter looking like two out of place shadows on such a dull and damp day. BEACH BUOY. |
