A last chance for me to walk along the seafront in Hove yesterday morning while everyone else was showering and sorting themselves out. As well as the Late Victorian/ Edwardian splendour with it's much altered roof lines there's also a mix of sixties flats, refuse bins and neglected Edwardian sea-shelters! I always thought that Brighton and Hove was one of the `green' capitals of the UK, but looking at the way they've resorted to huge bins in the streets there doesn't seem to have be much in the way of recycling going on now.
A bit of drama before we set off home when we discovered there had been a fire on the line at Gatwick and that trains had been cancelled. The train we had been due to catch from Brighton was indeed cancelled, so we set off early and caught the one that left an hour before. Despite the delay passing through Gatwick, we arrived in St Pancras with a comfortable margin and had a good journey home. We had a lovely few days, but it also felt good to be back.