This is a picture-heavy post, so if you’re easily offended by people enjoying themselves, please do not read. But I know that you will read, won’t you? (Yes, I’m referring to you)
On Friday night I’m staying in home alone and on Friday night A Girl is staying in home alone and then we start texting pictures to each other and these pictures are showing our respective slow progress sat in front of the computer / TV / listening to Morrissex / wasting our evenings away.
Pictures sent at 2112 and 2119:
Pictures sent at 2231 and 2247:
Then we leave the bike there, then we find a tiny train station in the middle of nowhere and head back to London then catch a train to Brighton.
So we get there around 1530, but that’s OK, we have about four and a half hours of potential fun left. I don't know how many people exactly are there, but I’m going to take a wild guess at a lot, and we mainly hang out with: Brendan, Simon, V, Bryant, etc.
Trying to get in touch with other people that you want to see in nearly impossible because all the phone networks appear to be down.
In any case, highlights include:
a) Spending a lot of the time in the Popstarz dance tent (i.e. the indie music one) in order to spend time surrounded by people who I may have a lot in common with, but most likely don’t like me because I look like I go to the gym. There, they play Beastie Boys Sabotage, followed by No Doubt Just A Girl, followed by MGMT Electric Feel, followed by Hole Violet, followed by Elastica Connection. For God’s sake, I was listening to Elastica Connection on the way to work on Friday and I wrote about this on here! (Please note use of exclamation mark, which I usually detest to realise how exciting I found dancing to that song in a club for the first time since I was 17 in Athens)
b) Moving to the Wild Fruit dance tent (i.e. the idiotic funky house music one) in order to spend time surrounded by people who I most likely have nothing in common with, but like me because I look like I go to the gym. There, I spend no more than 15 minutes, because it’s a bit boring and dark and I’m not looking to meet anyone anyway.
Then it’s 2000 and Brighton Pride shuts down and Scott, Bryant, V and I catch the train back to London, then Scott and I meet Brendan and we have dinner, then we go to a bar for 20 minutes and then we go home.
And here are some pictures from Brighton Pride. Whatever that is.
Scott and Brendan having a chat.
Scott, Brendan and I in group shot. Only my face is in the picture because I hover approximately eight inches lower than the average person.
Simon, Scott and Bryant having a fruit break.
Brendan with his monkey, which is still a mystery to me.
Scott breaking some law or other I’m sure.
Finally finally, I have added a music player at the bottom of the side panel with songs I’ve chosen that you can play while you’re reading the blog if you likes.
Finally finally finally, the Best Reader Body competition ends in five days, so do send your pictures to firstname.lastname@example.org if you want (details here).