Last weekend, on a lastminute.com whim, Nicola and I went down to Brighton. It was a nice reward for a successful Prophono concert, and a bit of a birthday present for me. The hotel fire alarm went off twice. On the bright side, a 6:30am wake up call does mean you get to see Brighton at all hours of the day and night. As you can see from the photos, the two piers were a source of fascination for me. One derelict and the other a relic.
