Pimms with Che and Lesley

It was my friend Lesley's birthday, so, as is tradition, we had a day in Brighton. 

We had a leisurely meander around the Lanes, shivered on the beach, eating our lunch, had a walk back into town in the drizzle (as you can tell by my frizzy hair), then had the strongest (alcohol-wise) jug of Pimms I've ever had, in a covered pub garden, followed by dinner, prosecco, chuckling and reminiscing..  All too soon, it was time to catch our train home, so made our way to the station, feeling quite tired and a tiny bit tiddly.  What a lovely day!