25/3/06 Brighton

With only a slight hangover and the morning being not too cold, we thought we'd catch a train out to Brighton and spend a few hours at the beach. We bought a huge punnet of strawberries and set off. As soon as we plled into the station, it started to rain. We ran down to the beach, and it let up enough for us to frollic in the pebbles for a moment, before the heavens oped up and we got completely drenched in freezing rain. Bought a jumper from an op-shop and sat in a pub for a while, shivering, watching the rain pelt down against the window. We decided to cut our losses, and head home. Once back on the train we hung our sodden jumpers on the seat, and pulled out... just in time to watch the sun come out again. We both came down with snotty colds the next day. Might try the beach again in summer.