Sing along with me
I do like to be beside the seaside!
Oh, I do like to be beside the sea!
I do like to stroll along the prom, prom, prom,
While the brass band plays tiddleyompompom!
Oh, just let me be beside the seaside!
I’ll be beside myself with glee.
There are lots of girls, besides,
That I’d like to be beside,
Beside the seaside, beside the sea.
Kinda got that song stuck in my mind today, after a great day out to Brighton. Not yet packed with tourists, or pickpockets, yet … but busy enough though.
We enjoyed the train trip down there (only about an hour from home) and strolling along the lanes, looking at local art, checking out accessories, eating fish and chips on the Pier, winning a few quid in the amusement arcades and having a relaxing day out with no agenda to stick to.
The people are all friendlier than those inside the M25 and the food seemed more appealing. With train connections as reliable as they are I can see why so many people commute each day, although it must be bleak in the winter-time when the sea-mists roll in.
Next time we head south we’ll book Daysave tickets on Southern and visit smaller towns along the route, stopping in and checking out the local art scene and coffee-culture along the way.
