It had rained and rained.
More was forecast.
They arrived at 7-59 p.m.
It was overcast but mild.
There was a slight breeze from the west.
The Village Church bells rang out for 8 p.m.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog set off southwards along the strand-line.
The tide was way out.
The four men that spoke in a foreign language as they followed Beach Buoy and Another Dog down the access ramp had chosen to head North.
The beach looked vast.
It was a quiet beach.
The threat of rain was most probably keeping people at bay from the bay?
Space for all.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 8-23 p.m.
Rain began to fall.
"See you mate."
Two hoods went up.
Two hands went in pockets.
Slow walk back.
The rainfall was light, as was Beach Buoy's mood.
Rain is o.k.
BEACH BUOY.
