Woke up very tired and with a hangover, strange - as I'd not drunk anything. massive headache that stuck at the top of my head all day, made worse by the postie coming early and delivering a court summons for non payment of Council tax - which is strange as I pay it monthly by Bill Pay. I checked the bank statement and I'm even more confused, you can't get status update or amount due / paid with Billpay and I use it for loads of things - I have a bad feeling I might have got confused at the start and only paid 4 times rather than 5, I've paid over £400 so far and the amount due is only £500 - but I'm still being summonsed out of the blue - if I have to pay the whole lot next week it will wipe me out, and I'm being charged 95 quid for the honour of being fucked about by these cunts.
Went to the Eastbourne Airshow - it was supposed to piss down and it was a bit nippy first thing - so I dressed to suit, long sleeves and a jumper. A large black cloud hovered over Bexhill for half an hour - they departed North - leaving us bathed in scorching heat. I've not been in the sun for a couple of years and it was horrible, I kept falling into a stupor only to be woken by the occasional jet fighter wizzing past about 20 yards away. Eastbourne was packed to the gills and by about 5pm I felt really weird, I actually thought it was much later and because of the huge crowds the station was closed and it was a queue system. I was so confused by now that I thought it was my usual train journey back to London, in actual fact the queue was less than 10 mins - I got onto a train almost straight away, and it took only 25mins to get home. I also seemed to arrive in Hastings half an hour before I left Eastbourne...
The man opposite looked exactly like Phil Mitchel and several people had screaming children - but I was really glad to get home - I'm now sitting in complete silence, my head still hurts and my face is burning, I'm going to put some cream on the top of my head and get an early night - I'm invited to a fancy barbeque later but there is no way I'm leaving the house again.
The airshow, by the way - was actually very good, I'd certainly recommend it. Eastbourne, to be honest - is a beautiful town - lovely white and cream stucco buildings, very grand and quite posh - very busy too - you forget all that in Hastings.
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But Eastbourne's soulless. I went there a couple of weeks ago to the new Towner exhibition and afterwards we walked along the seafront. My son said that Eastbourne was one of the weirdest places he'd been to - it looked nice on the surface, but there was no heart to the place. Eastbourne is where people go to die.
For all its faults, Hastings has a lot more character. I could imagine living in Hastings, but not Eastbourne (or Brighton).
I think that's the whole point about Eastbourne - because people go there to die - it has no sense of place - family - future etc. It is probably a really nice place to die.... but not live. The Transport is just as frustrating as Hastings, but it does have a Pizza Express - which is something to recommend it.
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