Mrs Monty and I had a weekend away down in Brighton,arriving Friday and getting the early train home today.Nice place for us to visit as once we get a train into Clapham Junction from home,we can pick up the fast train to Brighton that takes just forty five minutes.
It can get very busy though with "Stag" and "Hen" party's.But for those of us who just want a nice old romantic weekend away with the better half,you can find some nice bars and bistros away from the carnage that the younger generation reap.But we were all young once I guess ?
It is a great place to people watch too.It's has it all, latter day Mods,Goths,Punks,Football Casuals and a large Gay community.Or you can shop till you drop and lord knows Mrs.Monty tried,she really did.
Just some photos.
Who ever said empty vessels make the most noise are wrong.This was silent.
We did find our way here though,it's situated in the arches area between the old pier and the newer pier.Mrs Monty was astonished that I had found the fishing quarter.
Early this morning I did something I've always wanted to do,I left the Hotel while Mrs.Monty was getting ready.Nipped down the beach and sat just like this lad here.
Then put my head phones in and blasted this out while I looked out to sea.
Come on I can't be the only one who has ever done this ?Great film,great soundtrack.Great little place to visit is Brighton.Now as Mrs.Monty needs a nap I'm going out for a cupla pints.Be rude not to.