Brighton condensed
To my art class this morning, and spent a happy couple of hours trying to draw people without making them look like mutants. A BT engineer arrived shortly after I got home, and Lorraine and I thought he needed a refund from whatever charm school he went to. Rude and abrupt, although his work was neat. I made off to see Anton this evening, met at the Evening star, stopped off at the Great Eastern and ended up in a cafe bar called Presuming Ed's on London Road. Lots to catch up on as we'd not seen each other for weeks. Both of us loved Presuming Eds condensing an essence of Brighton. It was a chaotic student place, with plastic limbs brandishing lightbulbs from the ceiling, areas of giant spider models, and ancient cigarette advertising lightshades, a large shark model with its jaws clamping on a large teddy bear of some description. Toby phoned shortly after we arrived, and Anton was able to chat to him too. It only served halves, and we sat there on stools around a rai...