Brighton

Arrived by train. Or bus but that was because the train ticket i paid for didn't work as the train tracks were under going repairs. I had travelled down with some of vicky's friends who lived in Brighton too. So they escorted me to the Brighton train station and here I met Pernhille and Ben (couple we'd met skiing in Avoriaz) and headed off to stay with them in Hove.

When we arrived at the flat, Ben made us the ultimate roast. A superb roast. A perfect roast. A roast to end all roasts. And the flat? Wow! More like an upscale apartment. I could live out my days here. Brighton as a whole has me hook, line and sinker. Hell, it has me whole rod too!