Brighton Rocks (pun intended) and so do Jellied Eels
Well I am just back from a fabulous few days in London visiting my younger sister Stephanie. We even went on a day trip down to Brighton despite adverse weather conditions, in true O'Keeffe family style. I caught up with some friends in London did some shopping and took in a cool Andrew Loyd Webber musical "The Woman In White". Our day trip to Brighton was wonderful. We walked through the famous Laines with its quirky shops and down to the seafront on to the pier where we ate 99ers and went on the only available fairground there, a very bockety old fashiond ghost ride with cheap fluo decors but worthy of a few screams, much to the amusment of onlookers. Poor Steph didn't even get to finish her Ice-Cream,for as we reached the edge of the pier a giant white Sea-gull with a wingspan of about a metre, presumably a disgruntled extra from Hitchcock's The Birds, swooped down onto her head, grabbed the head of her ice-cream with his right claw, and fluttered on his merry ...