Monday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
They arrived at 6-28 a.m.
The person who walks the perimeter of the car park did so.
The lady who once fell off her bike. her companion, Scruffy's Mam and the lady with a greyhound all walked the Esplanade together.
"Morning."
"Morning,"
The Esplanade Cyclist went by.
"Morning."
"Morning,"
The 7 a.m club walked south along the water's edge, heading north.
Too distant for even a distant wave.
The 7 a.m. club passed the Seaton Carew Wreck.
The tide was out enough to expose it.
There was a very slight breeze from the south west.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
A Boat crossed the bay, north to south as Skylarks sang.
By 7 a.m., they were walking the low level route.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-06.
He patted
THE
stone.
He patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
He had a sit and think.
Even Another seemed glad to be out.
She sat in the sand, waiting patiently.
"See you mate."
They headed back to the beach below.
The man who once had four dogs, went by with three.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"You Alright?"
"Yer."
They carried on in opposite directions.
Mr, Gunn/Lunn stopped for a chat.
Excellent Dog Alfie stood nearby.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog went to the van as Rita the Meter Maid checked nearby parking ticket machines for returned coins.
BEACH BUOY.
