Kindness in Brighton

I walked back from the station tonight, was a wonderful little walk in my slippers with the soles that slipped off as I walked! Remind me to secure them with tape before I wear them again! The lights from all the windows that were opened and couples sitting on their sofas with wine in glasses watching the telly with their blinds open. Its such a beautiful evening in Shaftesbury road. Warm and peaceful on the street, fairy lights in the pub garden and people sitting outside on their steps. It reminded me of being in San Francisco as I walked back home from saying goodbye to my friend at the station. There is everything in this little community of brightness and madness and excitement and positivity. Music and theatre, comedy and film. I believe that every person in Brighton is an artist, some guy I passed had a piece of art he has just brought in his hand which was prob from one of the many open houses in Brighton at the moment. Yesterday I discovered new restaurants I had never even seen before, ones that only open on Friday and Saturday nights. Here is Brighton we have Baker street, where the best home made pies are made with wonderful fillings all at 1.70 each. Much better then Mrs Lovett I can say ;) Planet India across the road which make the best home made vegatable curry and you can have a Thumbs Up too. I have been here for now 4 years and I have made such warm and wonderful friends, who bring such happiness to my life. From my amazing work friends who have seen me pissed off and fried with patients but congratulate me for just being me and make my work days fun and bring me smiles. and whom I shall miss dearly when I start my new job. I have enjoyed shopping for the elderly and seeing them smile when I have brought them home made cakes and pressies and taken them on adventures. I'll never forget taking Mrs S out in her wheelchair to the park, or taking Ed to hear a show in Eastbourne or writing Pegs life story and making it into a book for her. These people are beautiful and have made such a difference to my life here in Brighton. Even in the rain, believe me Brighton is great. I want to dedicate this blog to those that have shown their kindness to me in Brighton, that have made an impact on my life here and have shown me such amazing friendship. Matthew Marcia Ayami Janine Daryl Gaynor Tracy Terri Ed Peggy Pat Kris Katy Thankyou so much. Oh, Brighton! Brighton! What a place thou art for love, liberty, and salt water. They may talk of their Margates and Ramsgates, so gay, And such places some folks may delight in; Where in summer each citizen dashes away, As long as they've time, and their money to pay, But none can compare to our Brighton! 'Tis there that our belles and our beaux always dash on, For Brighton! dear Brighton! is always the fashion; For life, oh! to Brighton no one place approaches—— 'Tis true we've no hoy—but we've plenty of coaches, So come, my fair ladies to Brighton! Then the gents and the ladies, Whatever their trade is, Whether single or married, To Brighton are carried, Then slipping, and whipping, and squalling and bawling, Each belle and each beau to Brighton they go, Oh! oh! what a place in Brighton! There full many a damsel we see with a whip, The donkey's back try to sit tight on; Every morning in salt water taking a dip, Every night in the ball-room just taking a trip; Oh! these are the pleasures of Brighton! And then there's the race course, each jockey frequents, Where the beaux lose their money as well as their sense; Where gaiety joined with equality cheers, Dukes jostle with dustmen—pickpockets with peers; Oh! these are the pleasures of Brighton! • The Boarding House; or, Five Hours at Brighton, 2nd London edition, 1811: 33-35