Monday 6-02pm
Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog were on the beach.
It was a lovely mild evening.
The sea still had a little anger in it.
Some people swam.
Some people had their Kayaks out on the sea.
A dozen or so Gulls stood down at the water's edge.
A lone Oyster Catcher walked away from the them
like some silent film villain that had just done a dastardly deed, making good his escape as he hid behind his black
cloak.
They stacked the stack.
They gave The Sea Serpent a wave as he twisted and turned near his marker out in the bay.
Three of four Kayakers headed for the car park.
The Church bells rang out for 7 pm.
The daylight was fading quickly.
The Moon and the lights of South Gare Pier glowed to the South.
BEACH BUOY.
