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Monday, 15 December 2025

SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL. 15 DECEMBER 2025.

Beach Buoy went to the beach alone.

Ruby was still cone-bound.

It was raining.

It didn't matter.

He reached the beach at 7-54.

A horse rider trotted along the water's edge.


The tide was out as far as the wreck.
The tide was coming in.
It would soon be gone.


The grey start to the day didn't help the daylight situation.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.


There was no one ahead to the south.

It was a different matter to the north.

Excellent Dog Alfie was trotting along.

Mr. Gunn/Lunn was nearby.

They chatted.


They walked and talked their way to the grey rocks.


Mr. Gunn/Lunn stayed on the beach, heading to Sand Martin Corner.

Beach Buoy went up to stubborn Dog Stack.



"Morning Mate."

it was 8-18

He added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.


What looked like December Midges flew around.
The south west breeze was very mild.
The air was damp with rain.



He had a stand and think as Oyster Catchers whistled on the beach below.


A Ship set off for sea.

Beach Buoy set off for the beach.
"See you mate."


The rain didn't make him rush.



Back to the car park.
Wet but O.K.

Beach Buoy.