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| It was 3-38pm when Beach Buoy and his buddy; Stubborn Dog arrived in a Damp Car Park. By 3-42pm they were on the beach. There was a cold breeze from the North; winter showing it's teeth; it had a bite. A lady walked by with an Unstubborn Stubborn Dog, it was off the lead. The Unstubborn Stubborn Dog came over to see the Stubborn Dog. They stood nose to nose, like a mirror image. The same but so different. What a difference an un can make. |
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| The tide was high and the sea was rough. |
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| They made tracks to the water's edge. |
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| The clouds were dramatic. It looked like bad weather was n the way? |
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| The tide had not long turned. |
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| They called up to the Dunes, as they do. A Jogger headed South to the Grey Rocks with a tailwind. He reached the Rocks and returned North as a beach walker, into a headwind. |
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| The Sea seemed to rolling in, in slow motion. They had a slow walk back as if in tribute. The Moon was around halfway across the Bay, it hung in the sky like David Niven's Balloon. BEACH BUOY. |
