Rising late, I saw that Hove was wreathed in sea mist yet the sun was doing it’s best to get through. Delayed by Marmite toast and strong tea I eventually hit the prom around mid day and found cool air, sunshine and mist. A perfect combination creating an odd sense that Brighton was a stage existing in a bubble out of step with the rest of England. Many would argue that, indeed it does. Tourists drifted in as the mist drifted out and by 2pm the weather was ready for sun bathing and ice cream…..and yes, the dog did get his share.
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Hooray! January is over. What an awful month! You get up and it’s dark, you go to work and it’s dark. You come home and it’s dark. And it’s cold. And it snows. And the snow instantly turnes to slush or black ice. And it rains. And there are car accidents and there are traffic jams and the bloody train system closes down.
But January is over. We’ve survived and on Monday the sun broke through just as I got to work. Isn’t the sun fantastic? We British are stalwarts. We persevere through these bloody winter days but every now and them we get a glimpse of what life is supposed to be like and it’s beautiful.
The people who do road works have decided that the wiggly bit in the A23 just before Handcross isn’t difficult enough for drivers so they’ve added a few hazards. They have run a line of cones along the outside lane and painted two extra sets of centre lines down the road. So now there is a chicane where drivers can’t tell where the middle is and so meander around like morons.
Still, we have a bit of sun at last which creates some great light just after the rain.
And in Brighton today I noticed a great new bit of street art in St. George’s Mews along with some written words seeming to blame globalisation for poverty in Africa.
Drove home last night. Sunshine, windows open, hammering down the A23. Summer has finally come. Approaching Britghon I noticed the mist over the hills and as I drove down The Drive I discovered that the city was immersed in dense fog. Though this gave a chill to the air I knew that just a few feet above my head it was still summer and it was beautiful to watch the fog rolling along Kingsway. As the sun set the fog drifted out to sea and the horizon seemed to undulated.
Today the fog has gone and the flowers are out in Palmeira Square. On the down side it looks like Harry’s English Restaurant has closed but I guess this is a lesson to us all. You don’t know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone and I should have frequented the place more often.