Here’s trusting everyone had a great bank holiday weekend - and especially enjoyed the spectacular thunderstorm. We sure did to both those things. On Saturday we (Ant and Rosalind) watched the football with some friends.
Then on Sunday we (Ant and Ros) pootled our way down to Brighton for lunch with (Ant and Juliette’s) parents. That was the plan - get to Brighton; hang out, have some food; head home.
It was the first time the whole gang has been together since Juliette got rats. They were truly sweet and smelly and curious (and have v sharp claws!). Sadly I was too preoccupied with getting to know them to take any pictures with them.
We ambled into town and to The Walrus for lunch. We all had hearty veggie roasts. The centrepieces being spinach and mushroom wellingtons - very tasty. It’s a beautiful pub with a cool-old-photos-spacious-and-light vibe.
We walked off our big lunches as far as Scoop and Crumb for coffee and ice cream. This is Juliette’s favourite ice cream shop in Brighton, and it’s great for its range of flavours of ice cream and indeed of cake.
We hit the beach to walk the dogs - who had spent all this time patiently waiting in the car. It turns out the pebbled beaches of Brighton are not very forgiving on feet and stomachs that have eaten loads. But still, it was an absolute beaut of a day. Blue skies and blazing sunshine.
Finally we headed to the Warren to soak up some of the Brighton Fringe atmosphere. Whilst there we inevitably checked out the programme and saw that the awesome Canadian peer-reviewed rapper Baba Brinkman was performing a new show that very night. So Juliette went and got tickets for the three of us (Mum and Dad declined). And so new plans were formed - to go back to Juliette’s flat, eat vegan Chinese and head back out to watch some science-rap.
The next day we woke up and went for bagels on the beach, had a wonder round the lanes (bought some Dr Bronner’s Miracle Soap), and eventually, satisfied and full, headed back up to London.