Blue Monday
10 Pillars and a Pier.
Liquid lunch
Brighton by night
Black Lion Street.
Wet and wild
Brave souls face the Brighton Lanes. 
Two Comfy Chairs
Reading the paper.
Reading the phone.
Ace cafe reunion
Bikes here, bikes there, bikes blooming everywhere!
‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all
Oh do be quiet Emily Dickinson we are trying to watch the massive cygnets.
Swap your phone
…for a book on the beach…
Brighton beach life
Coats. Boots. Balaclava. Brrr!
Knowing when to let go
Three weeks older, white tipped wings stronger every day, the Queens Park cygnets may soon be on their way.
Sometimes it’s tricky to know when to stop working on a painting. In this one, less may have been more.
Second time around, maybe it was about right.
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