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| It had been a restless night. Beach Buoy gave in and went downstairs at 5-50 am He made tea and had a Scone. They set off for the beach at 6-50 am. At the car park, Beach Buoy just sat in the van a while. The lighter nights were on the road back home, but he missed the early morning sunrises too; they were on that same road. A car pulled up. The driver stepped out; a jogger. He set off, North down the promenade, he held his illuminated phone out in front of him as he ran as if he was delivering an important cup of tea, on a saucer. Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed down to the water's edge. It was still very dark, he could hear the sea more than he could see it. A faint light did come, all it did was to highlight the edges of the clouds above. There was an orange glow to the south, it was just light pollution from the local riverside industry. |
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| A boat travelled a round the bay with floodlights on at its aft. Beach Buoy hoped that they weren't searching for the Sea Serpent? The vessel rounded where his liar is and headed to the river. It travelled around the river mouth like a lipstick. The 7 am club passed on their way back. Mari the Poodle came over, then so did all of the others. A mass, but friendly mingle ensued. |
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| After their Dune visit they paused to look at a piece of driftwood, it would make an ideal bench with a sea view. |
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| The tide was low enough to allow access to the Pier via the beach. |
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| The Pier is looking a little battered; a few areas have hollows in them. |
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| The Sun didn't show its face but it was a grand morning. |
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| There was more than a scattering of Sea Coal to the North. |
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| Beach Buoy had a wander around Seaton Carew Bus Station. |
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| It is a lovely part of the village. |
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| There are two matching shelters, either side of the clock tower. BEACH BUOY. |
