Brighton-le-Pebbles
Last weekend I finally managed to visit Brighton. Having previously been last year when she was still a lady of leisure, this was Tam's second trip, and she showed me around like a local. We had a late start, but it was a glorious day so we got some greasy full English from our local Wetherspoon's for brunch and headed to Victoria Station to catch the train to Brighton. After some minor issues with our cheap day return tickets being more expensively than what it said on the website and also with the train leaving without us (when we were there hitting the buttons to open the doors), we managed to get there still early afternoon-ish.
After a quick stop at the shopping centre, we headed down to the beach. It seems like so long since we've seen the ocean (no, the Channel doesn't count). That's Brighton Pier over in the back.
After frolicking lightly in the water for a bit, we made our way over to the Pier stopping to sample some local treats. At £1 a pot, we decided on some cockles.
Mmmm, tastes like salt and sand. Crunchy!
Tam with her keen photographer's eye captures the moment when a loutish boy jumps off one of the many do-not-jump-off piers.
Brighton Pier. Check out all the mangy seagulls.
And looking back down along the beach. In the distance you can see the West Pier that burned down in March 2003. I guess nobody wanted to clean it up. Still, it's an interesting sight.
Tam taunting a massive seagull
The Pier is like a fun and entertainment house for adults and kids alike. Inside the main building they have video games and dance machines and stuff like that for the kids. Then, right next to that they have slot machines (pokies) and other assorted gambling machines for the adults. They've also got some cool rides outside, and one that's exactly the same as the Sizzler back in Funland in Ulladulla! I can still remember Tom telling me that someone lost a leg riding that once and that blood went everywhere. I still don't know if it was true or not. And no, we didn't try any of the rides.
Tam lazing it up on the Pier. She's actually laughing at some old dude sitting next to her who's conked out and snoring like a rhino.
Catching up with some old friends. Still couldn't get him to explain why he never wrote us.
We then decided to head back into town and grab some lunch. We had done some research on the internet and Brighton has one of the top ten fish and chip shops in the UK - Bardley's Brighton. We knew the address and I'd drawn a rough map, but it wasn't good enough so we had to roam around town a bit until we found it. We walked through some open-air markets and past some very expensive boutiques (picking up some vanilla clotted cream fudge and some bailey's fudge along the way). So we eventually found Bardley's and rewarded ourselves with some of fish and chips and some mushy peas (as our vegetables) and took it out to the park to eat (take away was cheaper yeh). And it was quite tasty indeed with our haddock deep fried to perfection with the meat still juicy and tender inside *drool*
No, we didn't jet over to India, this is the Royal Pavillion located just near the beach.
There's also a nice garden/park here full of arty/trendy types and goth kids.
And then back again to the beach where we grabbed a lazy drink at one of the beach bars. We went to honeybar (as we'd seen a sandwich board up advertising their daily happy hour specials), but I wouldn't recommend it as they were very cheeky indeed and decided to cancel Happy Hour. What a rort!
(Another) merry-go-round.
Chillin' at Brighton in our Havaiana's (from Croatia)
The West Pier
Ye gads! It's low tide and what's that? Sand!! The only nasty thing was Tam thought that there was all these worms everywhere. We then had a revelation that it was just seagull shit everywhere.
As it was low tide, it was now possible to walk up and check out the damage.
Check out all the shellfish! Is that what we were ate before?
Sunset at the beach. Priceless.
After a quick stop at the shopping centre, we headed down to the beach. It seems like so long since we've seen the ocean (no, the Channel doesn't count). That's Brighton Pier over in the back.
After frolicking lightly in the water for a bit, we made our way over to the Pier stopping to sample some local treats. At £1 a pot, we decided on some cockles.
Mmmm, tastes like salt and sand. Crunchy!
Tam with her keen photographer's eye captures the moment when a loutish boy jumps off one of the many do-not-jump-off piers.
Brighton Pier. Check out all the mangy seagulls.
And looking back down along the beach. In the distance you can see the West Pier that burned down in March 2003. I guess nobody wanted to clean it up. Still, it's an interesting sight.
Tam taunting a massive seagull
The Pier is like a fun and entertainment house for adults and kids alike. Inside the main building they have video games and dance machines and stuff like that for the kids. Then, right next to that they have slot machines (pokies) and other assorted gambling machines for the adults. They've also got some cool rides outside, and one that's exactly the same as the Sizzler back in Funland in Ulladulla! I can still remember Tom telling me that someone lost a leg riding that once and that blood went everywhere. I still don't know if it was true or not. And no, we didn't try any of the rides.
Tam lazing it up on the Pier. She's actually laughing at some old dude sitting next to her who's conked out and snoring like a rhino.
Catching up with some old friends. Still couldn't get him to explain why he never wrote us.
We then decided to head back into town and grab some lunch. We had done some research on the internet and Brighton has one of the top ten fish and chip shops in the UK - Bardley's Brighton. We knew the address and I'd drawn a rough map, but it wasn't good enough so we had to roam around town a bit until we found it. We walked through some open-air markets and past some very expensive boutiques (picking up some vanilla clotted cream fudge and some bailey's fudge along the way). So we eventually found Bardley's and rewarded ourselves with some of fish and chips and some mushy peas (as our vegetables) and took it out to the park to eat (take away was cheaper yeh). And it was quite tasty indeed with our haddock deep fried to perfection with the meat still juicy and tender inside *drool*
No, we didn't jet over to India, this is the Royal Pavillion located just near the beach.
There's also a nice garden/park here full of arty/trendy types and goth kids.
And then back again to the beach where we grabbed a lazy drink at one of the beach bars. We went to honeybar (as we'd seen a sandwich board up advertising their daily happy hour specials), but I wouldn't recommend it as they were very cheeky indeed and decided to cancel Happy Hour. What a rort!
(Another) merry-go-round.
Chillin' at Brighton in our Havaiana's (from Croatia)
The West Pier
Ye gads! It's low tide and what's that? Sand!! The only nasty thing was Tam thought that there was all these worms everywhere. We then had a revelation that it was just seagull shit everywhere.
As it was low tide, it was now possible to walk up and check out the damage.
Check out all the shellfish! Is that what we were ate before?
Sunset at the beach. Priceless.
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