Falling in love with Brighton


I know I keep saying this but it isn’t any less true, if anything it just becomes stronger and stronger.

I went back down to Brighton this past weekend to help out at a weekend event called The Great Skinhead Reunion, which 13 year-old me was freaking out about. If you didn’t know I went through a punk phase and this weekend has been like a throwback to that time of my life.

Luckily though I had a lot of time off so I could go exploring the city. The first day I went with my friend Faye from uni, who was also my life saver during this weekend as her and her mother took me in to their home and let me stay there. I can honestly not thank them enough! She, however, showed me all the cool places where the locals hang, or whatever. But it was very nice having a townie with me showing me parts of the city I didn’t know about before.

I also went exploring with my new friend Bea and by myself. There is so much to see in the city that I feel like I always discover something new, and I make a conscious effort to take different routes to places and go in to different shops to see what I can find and discover. It is a magical city, however corny that sounds.

The event itself was fun as well. We did most of the work in the evenings, so turning up to set the rig up and then take it down after the live performances. I can honestly say that a) I’m very exhausted from doing nothing and b) skinheads are still some of the nicest, most fun-loving people I’ve ever met.

Anyway, I’m back in London now and I have a few days here before I head back down to work at Wildlife festival, and I’m actually getting payed this time around!!

Hope you’ve all had a wonderful weekend as well!

All the love,