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| Free Parking starts at 6-00 pm Beach Buoy arrived 6-01 pm Spots of rain arrived at 6-02pm The tide was well out. There was a wind from the north east. Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed for the water's edge. A couple with a waggy tailed, brown and white spaniel followed. The dog seemed to using the tail as a propulsion system as it wagged up and down the length of the beach. A ship sailed out of the River Tees. It didn't look real! It looked like a scale model of a large container ship. Its proportions looked all wrong. |
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| It was a grey evening. Two horses and their riders trotted on the sands. The sky was a right mucky mixture tonight. Grey clouds. Patches of hopeful Blue sky. Mackerel Sky type clouds. White fluffy clouds, low down behind the dunes that looked as if a snowy mountain range had just become visible. Beach Buoy kept walking south. A man appeared from the dunes near to the grey rocks. A large dog was taking him for a walk! The large dog was black but seemed to have four grey legs. BOOTS! BOOTS! thought Beach Buoy, "If that were my dog, it would be called...... BOOTS!" Out in the Bay the Wind Turbines did cartwheels whilst facing the fresh wind. Beach Buoy reached the grey rocks and clambered up so far to a long patch of shingle. There were no finds of any significance. Another clamber and Beach Buoy had collected a large plastic tub with a metal handle ? It made a perfect holder for his beach clean items. He headed back, litter picking as he went. The beach was deserted apart from a jogger heading Beach Buoys way. His loneliness of the long distance runner was broken by an old man dragging a dog and carrying a tub of beach rubbish. BEACH BUOY. |
