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Sunday 6 January 2019

05 JANUARY 2019. SEATON SANDS.

Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog made the short trip to collect dog No.2
The Blog calls him Sweep.
Before they had reached the Beach, Beach Buoy could see how grey the sea was looking today.

Beach Buoy had decided to Park in The Rocket House Car Park.
You turn off The Front where a wall has a Wall's sign.
The wall is on the side of The Seaton Rock Shop.
The Shop appears in the Ridley Scott's first film, 
Boy and Bicycle
It was filmed around Hartlepool and Seaton Carew.
Some Links Below.

Boy and Bicycle. 
Scott talks about the Film.


It was a later Beach than usual.
It was just one of those days.
It was almost 9 a.m.
The beach was grey.
The sea was grey, 
as was the sky.

A cold breeze blew along the beach from the North.
Beach Buoy turned around when he heard the sound of a child's laughter coming from the water's edge.
A Father and young son were down by the sea with their dog.
The youngster's laughter seemed so out of place ;
so early and on such a dull, grey day.

As previously mentioned, it was a late beach and a somewhat unorganised one too.
Beach Buoy had just grabbed a random coat to wear.
As it happened, the coat was grey too.
Beach Buoy was pleased to find a pair of gloves in a pocket of today's chosen garment.
He put the gloves on and put his hands in the pockets for good measure.
For the record ; they stayed cold hands in gloves and pockets.
He glanced around the beach. There were six or seven others on the beach,
It seemed like they had all decided to wear random grey coats today also?
One of the grey figures was a metal detectorist.
Beach Buoy was in some sort of auto-pilot as he walked the beach today.
He passed the treasure hunter to the sound of the sea, his own footsteps on the shingle and shell, they were harmonised by the scraping of the shingle and stones as the searcher's shovel made contact during its slightly sneaky and underhand search.
Beach Buoy continued  South, checking the beach as he went.
After a while the half dozen or so, fellow beach-goers had become two.

They were far off in the distance.


Close to the North Gare Pier, two people appeared with two dogs.
The dogs were off their leads, and were grey and black, They almost  looked like pencils drawings.
Beach Buoy called them HB and 2H in his tired head.
They ran over to Beach Buoy and his canine companions.
They squabbled and scribbled a bit before moving on in their opposite ways.
As he headed back from the Pier, Beach Buoy pulled up his scarf to cover the bottom half of his face against the chilly breeze. It was either that or walk backwards!
 Down by the water's edge, others had appeared; a Brown and White Spaniel ran in and out and into the sea, the dog's owner followed slowly behind having recently just left a DRESS LIKE AN ESKIMO COMPETITION
it looked like he must have won first prize?
If it was a close final it could have even been decided on the toss of a coin.
"Heads you win; Tails Igloos."

Beach Buoy headed back to the Prom and wandered through he village for a short while, taking photographs.

The Rocket House.
Looks a little out of place,
It is in the right place,
Everything else is out of place.

Blot on the Landscape.... its a long story!

The Village Church It's clock hidden by the trees but telling the correct time no doubt!

BEACH BUOY.