London to Brighton

My written diary:

Early. London to Brighton Hyde Park. Flat. Kite. East Grinstead to see Johnny (friend almost since birth & to be my best man 1977). Flat. Early night.

Probably exhausted from Saturday night at Hard Rock Café, Hyde Park after watching rowing at Chiswick & rugby at Rosslyn Park. Monday, nothing special - working in Colchester for 3 days, no plane to catch. The youth back ten, no stamina.