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| 6-20 a.m. The beach and car park were deserted. As Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog left the van, a small council sweeper-upper truck started to sweep the car park clean. |
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| They wandered down to the water's edge with the chatter of Little Terns to their left and the rumble of the sea, straight ahead. The tide was out, but heading in. The sun was warm, with a lovely breeze from the north. There was a fine net curtain of haze out at sea, shrouding the horizon. |
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| There wasn't a soul in sight... they headed south along a virgin strand-line, after a double check to the north. Beach Buoy beach-cleaned as he walked. |
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| Large Seagulls stood in the morning sun, looking like a photoshoot for a sou'wester advertisement. Beach Buoy was happy it was a day off. In reality it had a holiday feel about the day, which isn't a bad thing. |
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| Beach Buoy is not a number.... he is a free man. |
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| "Believe in Unicorns." it says Yes and the beach clean fairy is real too! This was one of two balloons with long ribbon attached. Beach Buoy stood facing the Sea Serpent and soaked up the sunshine. He turned and watched a lone Oyster Catcher peck at the wet sand with its long beak. It reminded Beach Buoy of Eric Morecambe doing his Jimmy Durante impersonation. SITTIN' AT MY PIANO Full of sun he headed for the Pier with its Rock pools and Sand Martins. Out of nowhere a jogger appeared. "Morning!" he called out as he turned at the Pier then headed back to the north. Before long the 7 am club were on the scene Mari the Poodle came for her neck scratch. Beach Buoy had stuffed a beach-found tennis ball into his back pocket. Neck scratch done, Mari was off chasing her new tennis ball along the beach. |
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| The beach was beginning to fill up now with people, dogs and the north sea as it claimed back the sands. Four Oyster Catchers flew south; it looked like Jimmy Durante had found his backing band? |
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| Beach Buoy left the new found busy behind and headed back to the van. They went to the promenade and binned the beach clean, then leaned and sat on the promenade wall. The 7 am club arrived and some chatting with Beach Buoy took place. |
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| Later in the day it was a misty Seaham Hall Beach. |
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| Beach Buoy found a few pieces of sea glass, he gave them away to a man with a bucket for his sea glass. Beach Buoy. |
