My friend and I had a fun day in busy Brighton today. I've zoomed in a little too close for her comfort, to get the reflection of the remains of the West Pier in her sunglasses. 'Twas a scorcher of a day! We spent a couple of hours on the beach, then (as is tradition on our trips to Brighton) a pitcher of Pimms, a walk through the Lanes, dinner then (not wanting to go home), a glass of wine in the Colonnade Bar, next to the theatre. Then tired and feeling just a teeny, weeny bit tipsy caught the train back to London.