Alas I think I’ve left my camera in my room at my parents’ house. I went to Brighton with my mum on Friday for the night/day so made do with my phone’s camera. My mum was on a course (I was just keeping her company) so I went walkabout.










(By far the best find of the trip, Silverado)
I hadn’t been to Brighton for a couple of years before this trip. There are so many new restaurants and new buildings. It used to be a weekend hangout for my school friends and me between the ages of 14 and 16. I guess it’s true what they say about your wants and needs changing from year to year. I didn’t buy a single thing while I was there (except sticks of rock, obv), and I find it really difficult to remember the time when I would cover myself in bracelets, necklaces, rings, bits of fabric. What was I thinking? Bah. I’ll probably look back on what I’m wearing now and think the same.
I’ve swam about 2km since Thursday, and I’m going again tomorrow. I’ve had a lot of nervous energy over the last month so it’s nice to have some sort of outlet.
This essay is not going to write itself. I’m trying to resist watching iPlayer…I’m going to have to compromise and attempt to work while watching/listening.
