"RUBY!
Do you want to go out?"
... nothing.
Eventually, they headed to the beach.
They arrived at 6-42 p.m
Twitcher.
The tide was well in.
The sea was choppy.
Beach collected five suitable stones.
They headed south.
A lady was walking the beach with her small 🥄 Spaniel.
It came to say hello.
Beach Buoy rolled it's ball for the friendly dog.
" Thank you."
Someone has written in the sand.
Eve
♥️
Mam
A man with a Pug went north.
A lady with a Doberman-type Dog went south before sitting down with her dog by the dunes edge.
A couple had been beach fishing.
They decided to try their look at the north end of the grey rocks.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
He collected go sturdy stones.
He placed them on the sea defence.
Fisher people fished.
"Evening Mate."
It was 7-15.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He checked the wildlife water bowl.
It was half full/ half empty once more.
He topped it up.
He was so pleased that it is being used.
"See you mate."
They returned to the low level route.
Fisher folk still fished.
They soon gave up.
They ended up returning to the north just behind Beach Buoy and Another Dog.
They headed back to the north.
Into the headwind.
Cobwebs were well and truly blown way.
Twitcher.
Beach Buoy sat in the car park for a while.
People came to read the messages on the flowers left on the sand out of your shoes bench.
Paul.
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