It had been a rubbish week.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog went for some take away food and took it away to Hartlepool Headland.
They arrived at 6-31 p.m.
They parked at that spot.
You know the one, between the Pilot Pier and Andy Capp statue.
The spot where Beach Buoy went to, the night after his Dad had died.
He shouted at a raging wind that night.
It's a special place.
Beach Buoy climbed into the back of the van.
He shared his food with Another Dog.
They headed out for a walk.
Onto the Lower Promenade towards The Heugh Pier.
A strong but mild breeze blew them along.
It was very quiet.
The only sounds came from Distant Oyster Catchers.
They headed back.
A large blue van was parked up, stealth camping.
It's rumbling diesel heater gave the game away.
It had felt like ages since Beach Buoy had made a coffee in the van.
The kettle went on.
The kettle boiled in next to no time.
