Its come to the end of one crazy weekend here in Worthing and Brighton, both on the south coast of the UK. For those of you who don't know where that is... about 86km south of London:

I left after work on Friday and headed to Worthing, where Haig's living at the moment. We headed to his place to drop my stuff off, ordered some curry - "The Taste of Bengal" (which was with us the weekend), then knocked back a few beers at his place and then went into town, saw the beach front and found a small little pub before meeting Guy who only arrived about 22:00 or so. Having run out of beer, we took a walk around to find some more at an off license and ran into some club.

By some club, I mean some dodge club. The crowd that was there reminded me a lot of Alberton... I can like to be at a dance club wiff lots of other persons. Lekker. Anyway, after some knuckle dragging dancing for a while, the club closed at 02:00 and we all got kicked out. The one issue I do have about clubbing in the UK is that most of them close early. Everything went pear shaped after the club and on the way back to Haig's place - moving sign boards from one pub to the other, punching Guy in the nuts after me being "egg-flapped" by him, falling or being throw down the stairs in Haig's house, having water thrown on me while passed out at the bottom of the stairs then swinging a punch and hitting Guy in reaction, tearing my jeans at the back at some point as well as other general drunken madness...

This is me passed out at the bottom of the stairs and Guy throwing water on me. Unimpressed to say the least - but revenge is always sweet.

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That was just Friday night. On Saturday, we woke up about lunch time and went through to Brighton - about 20 minutes away on the overland train. Brighton has a wicked pier which has shops, bars, entertainment areas and a theme park on the end. These pictures are from google...

We spent a good few hours (and a good many pounds) on the different rides and rollercoasters - probably a bad idea when you're hung over. But whatever.

After spending most of the day there, we walked around the streets of Brighton - went into the centre of the town and eventually found a pub / bar to go have some beers at. We landed up at a pub on the pier and were almost ready to do karaoke, but were too late since they already had called last song. Bummer. Other excitement included the almost-burning down of the pier, after one of the rides caught on fire. We tried snapping a few decent photos but the fire was put out and nothing really exciting came of it.

That was cool, then we walked around trying to find a straight club - as Brighton is famous for its gay clubbing scene. Found one and had a cool night there, left about 03:00 or so then headed to the station and crashed there until first train at 06:00 - crazy times.

Well that was the weekend, overall was awesome! Woke up after 2 today, had lunch and not done too much - just been using Haig's laptop a bit. Gonna head back to London in the next little while for the start of another week. Thats it for now... cheers