Monday, 12 May 2008

Brighton "beach"

I ended my time in Brighton with a trip to the beach. It felt like forever since I´d seen the sea. I guess that´s what happens when you live in a doubly landlocked country. Although it had stopped raining, and was almost sunny, nothing could compensate for the horrendous pebbliness that was the beach. Sure, I´ve seen films of beaches in Britain. But I didn´t think such beaches actually existed in real life. Certainly not any more. I imagined they were a quaint feature of the "olden days" before people had it so good. You know, that long-ago time when the world was only in black and white, as evidenced in classic movies.

But finally my oversized bag came into its own, as it provided a comfortablish seat: certainly better than those bloody pebbles. I plonked myself down and took out my copy of Odd Girl Out. There was a rather cute girl also sitting on the beach who looked a bit like Saint from Sugar Rush, but alas, she didn´t seem too interested in my choice of reading matter...

3 comments:

Marelise said...

I also thought of Sugar Rush when I read this! Been watching it a lot. Pigtailed girls in brightly coloured scarves, flickering carousels and rainy beaches. Bliss!

Bec said...

i have attempted to sunbathe on Brighton "beach" before. Clifton it ain't.

TM said...

M: Ja, wonderful ;)
B: Can't wait for my next Clifton excursion...