Here's the East Pier which contains all kinds of entertainment and even a funfair! Cool!
This is sadly all that's left of the West Pier which has suffered a succession of bad fires over the years
Here I am waiting for a bus driver to take me up and down the seafront
On the seafront I met up with my old pal Kwyjibo the Crab. He told me that in this current economic crisis he's really feeling the pinch.
This is the rather funky looking Brighton Royal Pavilion. It was designed as an old English King's seaside residence apparently. Looks like the blueprint got wet or something?
I discovered how the cops in Brighton get drunk!
Here's just a few of the shops, restaurants and businesses that have opened up in the old deckchair storage arches underneath the promenade.
We stayed in a lovely little bed & breakfast place called Motel Schmotel. The proprietors were a very nice couple who even brought us our breakfast in bed! This is what was left of my own fry-up! I munched through organic sausages, bacon, eggs, home fries, mushrooms, tomatoes and more.
I'll stick my neck out and hope we go back to Brighton again very soon!
2 comments:
You know why I'm laughing. You've got a gift for names.
Love the Crab. Am disappointed not to see any soldiers for breakfast.
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