Brighton

I know I didn't ask him for his permission but really, could you get more Brighton??

Met my mum, dad and Clare in Brighton for lunch. And then we drank champagne in a bar. Oh but before that my mum starting shouting about being like her and my nanny and was pulling a single line tiny unknown hair from my chin. The rudeness of it all!

Anyway, then after the champagne we got in a taxi and chased the bus along the seafront. The brilliant taxi driver got the bus to stop so I could get on it and the rest of them turned back to go home. A very good, funny afternoon.