Brighton box

A whirlwind trip to Brighton in the wind and rain had me walking through the Laines and snapping this cassette graffiti. Fred picked up his bike, which he left with a friend in Brighton last weekend, then he left the train home at Hayward's Heath to cycle home. I wondered what I would do, so I went to Ikea - it's good to go there once a year. Fred just beat me home and was only slightly alarmed by my armfuls of colourful cushions. We had a comfy evening.