This is the Life

Back to Brighton for Seaside Saturday.  It was quite hazy for most of the journey there, but the sun broke through, just as the train arrived at Brighton.  There were the usual group of over-enthusiastic people wearing shorts, t shirts and flip-flops at the first sign of the sun and others (me) wearing coats, scarves, fur-lined boots and woolly hats!  

I hope the lady in the beach hut didn't sleep for too long.  She might have woken up with frost bite, once the sun had gone down.