BRIGHTON
BEX
Mid June 2004 - day 1
Set off at lunch time to head to the coast, made one stop on the way for petrol and a wimpy lunch – never again!! Food was disgusting.
Arrived in Brighton after about 4 hours and as we were stuck in traffic we noticed a park on our right hand side. It was so pretty with a waterfall & we both said “argh” at a couple sat cuddling. However, on a closer look we realised that the girl was not so much sat on her boyfriends lap as riding his lap – yes you did read that correctly – they were at it like rabbits in broad daylight in the middle of a park – for one minute I thought I was in Magaluf!!
We ended up going in the wrong direction to start with but after we realised and turned around we spotted the Brighton Centre and we had a discussion about getting a taxi to there the next evening from our hotel – we soon dismissed this as our hotel “The Grand” was infact next door to the venue and not even I am that lazy.
We pulled up outside the front doors to be greeted by an elderly gentleman who seemed to think we were obviously lost – kindly informed him in my best snobbish voice that we had indeed got a room booked and he then asked me for my car keys. Now don’t get me wrong I like old people but I do have this belief that anyone over the age of 60 should be made by law to give their licences back and here he was wanting to take my car.
Dame Evadne pulled me into the hotel trying her best to reassure me that my baby (car) would indeed be safe & that we could check on it later. When I handed the keys over though the gentleman gave me a slip of paper which kindly informed me that it would cost £14 a day to park at the hotel – funny but the website never mentioned that when we booked.
We got the key to our room and quickly unpacked as I was eager to
a) check my car
b) get on the beach
Ok so my car was ok but it did look a bit lost amongst all the Jags, BMW’s etc – it looked too classy against all the other vehicles.
Any way made our way towards the beach and was devastated – it was bloody pebbles – now if I had known that before I might have considered just going for the day because I had been excited all week about building sand castles. Well as there was nothing to interest me on the beach front we made our way to the pier – I had read it had a couple of good bars on it!!!
Doesn’t time fly when you drink – late afternoon soon became early evening – a usually boring ghost train became hilarious because it was so not scary but drink fuelled brains giggle at anything and by god did we giggle at a burst of cold air spooking us.
Was gonna head back to hotel but decided on a drink in the other bar which we soon discovered was karaoke. Usually I applaud people who get up to do this because I certainly cant sing nor would have the guts to do it but when you are tipsy everyone sounds like strangled cats & you just fall about laughing to yourselves.
Dame Evadne & I were doing such a thing when suddenly we were surrounded by a 21 year old lads birthday party – this led to more drinking – vodka, apple schnapps & cherry brandy schnapps that you knock back in one – Great!!!! Well after we managed to escape the claws of these young men we went to the hotel to get ready to go nightclubbing.
Unfortunately Dame Evadne mistook her nightie for her party dress & climbed into bed instead – not to be deterred from getting totally slaughtered I got ready & made my way to the club – see I did us oldies proud cause I walked back through reception at 5.30 in the morning but I don’t think the doorman realised it was night time cause when I said goodnight he very sternly told me it was in fact morning.
Oh well tottered upto room to find Evadne talking to water in bottom of toilet if ya know what I mean.
Climbed into bed but couldn’t undo my top so in frustration I ripped it off – crashed out but was still awake by 9am.