It’s been sunny and warm the last couple of days in Brighton with, surprisingly, very little wind. Jay went into the office on Saturday. I took my tea outside to the patio and soaked up some sun. It’s strange being so high up in our 150 year old townhouse. The sight line to the street is blocked by the similarly tall buildings so it’s as if you’re the only one out there. Other than the rare sound of a passing car, all I can hear is the seagulls. No music, no conversation, just quiet. In the middle of a city with a population of 800,000. On this rare summery day, dozens of boats were cruising around – even saw a couple of waterskiiers. And lots of sailboats – it looked like a regatta farther down in Hove. It certainly didn’t feel like September in England.
Have you ever been walking in a lovely park and then come across a patch of grass where a dozen or so rats are grazing? No? Well, I have! Those little buggers are hard to photograph, though. The groundskeeper figures they were pet rats that someone set loose in the park. They do have a urbane look about them. The are remarkably fearless, although they aren't fond of sudden movements. But, who is, really?
And now for something completely different – went down to Madeira Road for a motorbike show – Ace Café in London was celebrating its 70th anniversary. There were about 30,000 bikes there – every sort of motorbike you can imagine – it was there. Tons of Rockers, a few Mods and a LOT of leather. Our friend from Vancouver, Karen Porter, came down from London. She is doing r&d for her documentary “Ton Up (the Film)” about Rocker life and motorcycle culture. I lent Karen my camera, so didn't get any shots.
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