Brighton

What a lovely place Brighton is.  You don’t notice how nice the town you live in is when you’re growing up.  Having said that, it is a far more prosperous place than when I lived there – someone once described it as a “town that was helping the police with their enquiries” and that sounds like the place I lived in.  On the way to my parents’, I passed the Good Companions pub which used to be dire but now looks quite nice.  Seriously, it was the sort of place that you would moan about going to, even when you were 17 and getting served wasn’t a given.

The Good Companions - this used to be a total shithole but now looks quite smart
The Good Companions – this used to be a total shithole but now looks quite smart
I used to want a Regency house until I found out that you have to have it repainted every couple of years.
I used to want a Regency house until I found out that you have to have it repainted every couple of years
Hove seafront
Hove seafront – near my old dentist
This pub isn't anything actually to do with the Freemasons, apparently
This pub isn’t anything actually to do with the Freemasons, apparently

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