|beautiful Bexhill on Sea|
|Mandy - catching a bit of sea air!|
|De La Warr Pavillion - shame about the building site outside!|
|still absolutely breathtaking inside...|
|this is just when we found out we would have to leave as soon as the gig started to get home in time!|
|sk8rs paradise outside the DLWP|
|stranded in Gatwick Airport at 1am|
i felt like Griffin Dunne in Martin Scorcese's 1985 After Hours about a hapless computer programmer who experiences the worst night of his life trying to get home from (and escape a variety of crazed residents of) the [at the time] trendy/kooky Soho area of NYC....it was quite laughable in the end really - in a hysterical kind of way - and of course JCC's famous poem "Evidently Chickentown" couldn't put it better....especially about the FOOKIN' TRAINS...enjoy!