Brass Monkeys

Off to Brighton this morning, rain dodging to the station and up Museli mountain to Cathrine and Tanya's house to celebrate Catherine's birthday with them and Guy and Tim. Great to see Tim looking well after a difficult health year. Such wonderful conversations with these folks. 

Talking to Tanya about EM Delafield, who she would like to write about, and her current indexing job is for a book on Schopenhauer, talking to Guy about interior and textile design and family, having deep conversations with Catherine and Tim about life in general. All good.

A few glasses of bubbly there, and we  walked into town to go to Petit Pois. Love this restaurant, and always good food. Lorraine and I both had vegan food, toothsome  mushroomy and leeky main courses which we shared.

Then, as is tradition, off to Brass Monkey, the ice cream place, where we sat outside under the awnings having ice cream and coffee and watching the rain. On East Street Lorraine saw a 12X (the fast bus to Seaford) and after hugging folks, we flung ourselves on and were home and dry in about 40 minutes.

Toby called as we arrived, and had good chat with him. Romy's things calming down a bit after a highly-lively couple of weeks in  her career. Then the business of settling in happily drinking tea and shutting out the rainy dark, punctuated by a few firework explosions, and watching a film and then a bit of match of the day. All well.