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The warm sun pouring in the windows just makes me want to curl up on the couch and snooze. The piles of Stuff I'm currently surrounded by are demanding to be dealt with instead. Now I'm an unemployed bum I should be out enjoying the last of the glorious sunshine, but UK time is running out and a day in the sunshine could cost us a lot of money if we end up shipping piles of crap.
I had lovely weekend in the sunshine in Brighton however. It's great of Britain to pull out one last trick to try and convince me to stay, but I've been here 12 years and I know this weather won't last. Frost by Friday! That's more the Britain I expect.
I'd never been to Brighton before, and god how I wish I had, years ago, so I could go back repeatedly. Not for the pier - ohmygod, what do the British do to a seaside! They have all this lovely nature then build a great big ruddy amusement park and arcade halfway out into the bay. Do you know that's not normal? Anyway, the pier was a once in a lifetime experience, one too many because no way in hell am I ever going on it again, but the beach was fascinating (I could sit and look at the crazy pebbles for hours), the old pier somewhat sad, good food was easily found including THE best cinnamon icecream I've ever had, and the shopping looked like it would have been great if I wasn't in the process of emptying my flat of all but the bare necessities.
Which is kinda what I need to get back to doing. Not sleeping. Yes.
I had lovely weekend in the sunshine in Brighton however. It's great of Britain to pull out one last trick to try and convince me to stay, but I've been here 12 years and I know this weather won't last. Frost by Friday! That's more the Britain I expect.
I'd never been to Brighton before, and god how I wish I had, years ago, so I could go back repeatedly. Not for the pier - ohmygod, what do the British do to a seaside! They have all this lovely nature then build a great big ruddy amusement park and arcade halfway out into the bay. Do you know that's not normal? Anyway, the pier was a once in a lifetime experience, one too many because no way in hell am I ever going on it again, but the beach was fascinating (I could sit and look at the crazy pebbles for hours), the old pier somewhat sad, good food was easily found including THE best cinnamon icecream I've ever had, and the shopping looked like it would have been great if I wasn't in the process of emptying my flat of all but the bare necessities.
Which is kinda what I need to get back to doing. Not sleeping. Yes.