Antiques
In which, still in Brighton, we visit a cafe where once was an antiques shop that I worked in: stories of the two proprietors 40 years ago.
Brighton
West Pier across shingle – more photos from Brighton
What is left of the West Pier across the shingle. I am on holiday once again – a new blog entry will follow just as soon as I have the time to write it!
Brighton and Hove, actually – my home town
We visit the author’s home town, Brighton and Hove, and indulge in some nostalgia to the sound of “the grating roar/Of pebbles which the waves draw back”.
Swimming – now and then and in between
In which we consider swimming as exercise and therapy and a try to remember learning to swim as well as exploring swimming at Piscine de Longchamp in Uccle.
Piano music in the street
There’s something very special, I think, about hearing piano music in the street – each time it happens it adds an extra little bookmark in my memory.