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| It had rained overnight. It was 7-30 a.m. when they reached the Beach Car Park. Beach Buoy had to peel Stubborn Dog off the nest he had made himself in the back of the van. |
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| The tide was well out. It was mild. It was a fine line between misty and foggy. As per normal, Mari the large Poodle came bounding over from the 7 a.m club. Beach Buoy stacked the stack up in the dunes and then headed for the Pier. |
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| It was 8-15 a.m. The Beach was deserted. The gloom had claimed the Wind Turbines, The Headland too. |
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| Seaweed. |
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| More Seaweed. |
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| Time to head back. One man and his Dog are in the distance |
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| Stubborn Dog was extra stubborn today. He stops, looks you straight in the eyes as if to say... 'Made you stop.' |
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| Being stubborn can be very tiring. BEACH BUOY. |
