Beach Buoy woke at 5-20 am.
It was a day off.
His work alarm goes off at 5-20am.
Good old body clock.
By 6-30 am Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog had walked to the beach.
There would be no photographs of today's beach as Beach Buoy had had a mobile phone malfunction.
On the way to the beach they had passed seven seagulls, they were all on one of hundreds of possible roofs.
They were playing king of the castle on the chimney pot stack.
Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog were greeted by low cloud on the horizon.
The sunrise was nothing more than a muted dull orange glow up in the sky.
The sea was smooth and a pale light grey in colour.
From a distance it looked like someone had covered it in a giant roll of cling film.
They headed south with Turnstones (Beach Buoy looked that up in a book.) and Oyster Catchers for company.
They added to the dune stack with a Skylark as the soundtrack.
They headed back and cabined up.
Stay Safe,
Stay Home.
BEACH BUOY.
