Watched Ted and the Delays boys on local TV last night on a ghost-hunt at some old manor house. A classic and a half.
Today it has been drizzling in a typical English style. I sat in a cafe eating fried food, drinking tea and reading the paper all morning, waiting for it to stop. It didn’t. In the end I just put up with it and came into town to raid Primark and Asda for supplies.
Brighton tomorrow. Into the teeth of the storm.