Tuesday

A day in Brighton...... the hottest day of the year. I know I moaned about the rain - but it's no secret I loathe the heat..

The Brighton train is peculiar - it goes to Eastbourne, then turns around and continues it's journey backwards - so the doors open on one side for half the journey - and then the other - making the storage of a bike quite simple - you can jam it against the unused door and sit on the little flip down seat. On the way to Brighton at 9 - a fat, stupid, middle aged man got on and berated me for having a bike in the train - I didn't bother responding - turned out he worked for the railways - I have had enough grief.

too many people in Brighton, too much heat, too much ugly bare flesh and 'ironic' face furniture. Everyone appears to be gay, mostly the straight people who are compensating and 'getting down' with the homo-community. People seem to have nothing to do except shop, drink - and walk in front of the traffic....


The Station was chaos, twice as many passengers as usual and the staff in bright pink Olympic tabards struggling to cope. Why do people take 20 foreign language students to the gate and THEN decide to block it by counting heads and looking for tickets. Straight outside the station - the chain came off my bike. nasty and messy.


When I arrived at my clients office - their phone supplier had accidently cut them off - getting the dates of their moving wrong by 3 months. There was some bad feeling at this point - I kept out of it.


I had exactly the same lunch ( from Canhams ) as I had every day when I lived in Brighton and worded in this office - then it sustained me, now it just gives me IBS.


Later - I went to the Apple store - but it was freakishly busy and I had to leave. There is a Shwarofski shop in Brighton - I cannot understand this concept at all.


I went into Pullmans - the old shoe shop on the Lanies that's been there for decades ( as has the stock ). They sell retro shoes and DM's - there is a 'hall of fame' written on a cardboard sheet in the office, famous people who have shopped there - at the top is Graham Coxon - it also includes 'The Actor Known As Phil Mitchell ), Paul Weller and 'Nick Cave, looked in the window once'


I bought the last pair of these. I have wanted them for 25 years.


There was no air conditioning on the train - it was unbearable - the train was packed and full of annoying girls aged about 14 who were very self absorbed and selfish. There was one girl with her mother, aged about 10 - with a T shirt that has 'Do Ya Think I'm Sexy' picked out in paste diamonds. Her mother looked like a woman who knows the pain of a violet death. There was another girl who had a baby in a buggy. She was nicely dressed and groomed, the baby was obviously loved and well cared for and she seemed nice enough - but in all honestly - she looked about 12 years old, she was 'dressed for the weather' - and it was clear that she was physically still a child - I cannot understand how anyone would possibly think it's natural or normal to have sexual relations with someone so young.


I find the prevailence of 'ironic' retro 80's fashion totally bizzare and inexplicable - it looks shit - it looked shit then, and it looks worse now. Stop it.