Friday.
It was 6-11 a.m.
Two silver vans were parked up.
A Corsa, its owner and his Border Collie were walking the promenade.
The other was a VW Transporter.
There was a slight breeze from the south west.
The air was full with the sight and sound of Little Terns.
Tracks ran north.
They walked south.
In time the 7 a.m. club approached.
They chatted.
They said farewell.
Beach Buoy dawdled along to the south.
A small tug headed out to sea
It was towing a barge with an unusual structure attached.
The 7 a.m. club set off on another walk north with one additional to the early number.
Hook a duck Gulls bobbed in the sea.
Beach Buoy found a Walbottle Brick .
The 7a.m. club were already heading back south for the second time.
Mari the Poodle was missing in action.
As he walked, her owner whistled as loud as nine Oyster Catchers.
The 7 a.m. club were at the car park end of the beach.
Suddenly Mari appeared, she ran like a racehorse the full length of the beach to catch up with its owner.
She's a lovely dog; a free spirit.
They headed up to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy added 7 stones to the stack.
"Morning Mate."
He placed the stones in suitable gaps.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on a large stack stone.
He drank coffee from a thermal mug.
It was 7 a.m.
Down the river, a factory buzzer sounds unheared.
Going to seed.
In many ways.
A ship headed for four waiting tugs.
A man headed along the dunes from the south with an Old English Sheepdog.
The man and his dog dropped down to give the beach a coat of looking at.
After twenty minutes or so they headed back.
"See you mate "
It was a slow walk back.
Back in the van it was spotty teacake and milky coffee time.
In olden days,
A Durham door,
Would offer sanctuary.
For Beach Buoy,
It's a van and dog,
Sitting by the sea.
Time to go.
Is it ever time to go?
Back at base camp, Another Dog pretended to be asleep.
She wanted sanctuary too
When Beach Buoy called her name, she just "Slept."
He could see her long eyelashes moving.
Even when he reached in to pick her up, she did a slow-moition parachute roll in the opposite direction.
Stubborn Dog would do this too.
BEACH BUOY.
