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| Back to Seaton Carew. It was 6-50 am. Two Seagulls walked side by side as if rehearsing for a rendition of Give Me The Moonlight. The tide was well, there wasn't a breath of wind to be had. Then they had passed the golf club its flag was draped, covering the top of the flagpole like some german tourists towel claiming a sunbed. |
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| The was a greyness about the beach today. It seemed a darker shade or two after all of the last few weeks brightness. |
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| Beach Buoy spotted the net and rope separately. They soon became tangled as he dragged them along to the rubbish bin. BEACH BUOY. |
