Friday afternoon.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.
He couldn't just sit and wait for it to become dark.
They crossed the beach car park at 2-01 p.m.
They headed to the sea.
It was quite strange.
It was perfect timing to bump into Team One Black Ear.
They were having an afternoon walk too.
They walked and talked their way southwards.
Beach Buoy stooped every now and then to collect five suitable stones for the stack.
Others were few and far between.
They walked together as far as the grey rocks.
The main subject of the day was carrying coffins - discuss...
A Green Ship headed to Hartlepool, a red one went to the river.
Port and Starboard.
Two men sat on a driftwood bench with their dog.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog made their way to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 2-33 p.m.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had a sit and think.
The forecast ten percent of rain came.
"See you mate."
They began to head back.
The driftwood duo must have felt the rain too?
They stood to leave.
In the end, the rain, like failed relationships amounted to nothing.
An unusual bird flew around.
At first Beach Buoy that it was a Kestrel.
Then it seemed to be some type of Swift.
Contacts on social media identified it as a bird called a Hobby.
It flew over head multiple times.
Wonderful.
BEACH BUOY.
