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Sunday, 2 November 2025

SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL. 2, NOVEMBER 2025.

 Sunday morning.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.


Tees Road was unusually quiet, even for a Sunday.
They walked past the Golf Club.
THWACK!
"Nice shot Brian..."
Beach Buoy muttered something to himself.


One of the stolen wheels had been returned.
Shame it hadn't been stuck in the middle.
It had been left to one side.

He headed to the Esplanade.
A big clean up was underway after last night's firework display.
The Litter Pick Lady was having a ball.
They chatted.
The council workers had been cleaning since 6 a.m.

Some barriers were still in place.

The man on a tricycle was thwarted on his attempt to reach his usual stopping and turning point.


Others were way to the south.

The tide seemed to be out further than Beach Buoy could ever recall.

There was a light breeze from the south west.


They visited the Seaton Carew Wreck.
An internet search will give details.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were heading home.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.



Beach Buoy spotted Team One Black Ear.

He went over for a chat.

They were heading home.

They chatted.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the low level route, crossing shells and seacoal as they did so.

Beach Buoy played beach bubble wrap on the sea shells.

If anyone asks, he is making sand.

The Lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper were heading back to the north.

They discussed dogs and fireworks.

Beach Buoy headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.



"Morning Mate."
it was 8 a.m.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.

They had a sit and think.


He watched as a Border Collie ran the water's edge, chasing Gulls.

The Lady with a White Labrador and a Black Labrador, passed by on the beach below.
"Morning."
"Morning." 
Beach Buoy replied.


"See you mate."

The Sun broke through the cloud as they headed back to the beach below.

Beach Buoy continued the game of beach bubble wrap as they headed back to the north.

As he crossed the car park, he spotted Mr.Gunn/Lunn and Excellent Dog Alfie.

They chatted.

BEACH BUOY.