We took time off last week for a quick few days in the coastal city of Brighton. Brighton has often been described as London by the sea because it’s filled with cultural and off beat things to do and places to see.
Because this is England and because the weather Gods have not been on our side of late, it rained most of the time we were there. Sometimes we’re lucky with the weather and sometimes we’re just not but as the British say, there is no bad weather, just bad weather clothing. (Unfortunately, I wore bad weather clothing but that’s another story for another time.)
We stopped in at the art gallery because I was interested in a particular painter whose art was not displayed. Humpf. However, I liked these Vietnamese water puppets:
Visitors were invited to make their own drawings, all of which were displayed on pegs on a wall. I snapped a few because I think art should be accessible and inclusive to everyone:
The Royal Pavillion should not to be missed, although we missed it because we’ve toured it before.
We saw a man walking his pet pig which, of course, delighted me to no end.
And now August is over and September is most definitely here. It’s like a switch was flipped because the air has a nip in it and the sun it kept behind low grey clouds almost every day now.
Goodbye summer. Hello Autumn.
3 thoughts on “Brighton, U.K.”
A couple of weeks ago I saw a man bring his pig into the library in a wheelbarrow. He was dressed as a farmer and I would have loved to stick around for that story time:)
I find it disturbing to see somebody walking my dinner around like a pet. I’m sure at some point I’m going to swear off pork because some pig lover has me pet his pig, and the pig likes me.
Pigs are very intelligent — more so than dogs.