A flyer foray

An 8.00pm start on some advert copy for my lovely French clients, which was all done by 1.00pm. Matt called around at lunchtime and we went off for a flyering foray. Once you start looking you realise that there is hardly a square yard of Brighton that isn't already postered, or any ledge in a cafe or pub that doesn't have promotional material piled there. We added to this general marketing noise, Matt taking one side of a lane and me the other and popping into the shops and leaving flyers where we could.

We wound up in The Basketmakers where were able to put posters in the toilets, and leave flyers there. It would have been rude not to have had a cheeky pint so we did, sat talking to a retired teacher called John at the bar before going our separate ways. Me popping into The Batty to flyer and poster there too.

A quiet night, with little to report. Bastard snails are already after the marigolds I planted yesterday. I swear they can jump.

Below an A4 poster the Landlord put in the gents of the Basketmakers. Lovely.