A Holiday in Brighton

I'm meeting Tim out on the allotments. It is a sad sight. All the allotment are becoming a desert. Everything is windswept and barren. There are no hedges, no plants, just dry red bare earth with a few tufty bits of grass. There are no people. All the allotments are lifeless. Tim is working there in the baking heat. Things look dead. Everything.

There is an air of hopelessness, like 'why bother?' I see the squash plants dry and shrivelled up. It is very sad. Tim sees my sadness, and says, "let's go on a journey".


We travel by bike, and then car, Tim is driving really fast. We are by the coast in no time. It is a scary, thrilling ride... I have a feeling we are going to drive into the water, my heart is in my mouth.

It feels a familiar journey somehow. I recognise the road.
And we drive into brighton, and I have I feeling I know where we are going, but the road just goes round in a big loop.. It doesn't arrive anywhere... Up and round, and curving down tightly, now backwards, parallel to where we're have just come...

Then we get on a train. We are in Brighton, our destination. We can see the sea and the weather is fine. We are both happy. The train drives through the centre of the town, and it is like a tourist trip. I see the pavilion, and churches, the pier, and then amazing mosques. I see amazing lit up palaces and bright lights and amazing structural architecture. I jokingly say "I want one of those in my back garden, and one of those, and those.."

Pointing to all the grand buildings. Some people are on the train who are young, very rich and very stuck up. They are the prince and princess of some sultan in the far east. They are talking like commoners, saying "well, I visited my palace in Bengal, and got a new wing built on it, and wanted a new hall built on my palace in Malaysia, so spent a few hundred million on that, but they did it bad, so I don't go there anymore.. " It was ridiculous hearing them talk... They obviously had far to much money to know what to do with it. I was very surprised to see them in this train in brighton...

The train drives right through one of there palaces, and it is really dangerous, as its in a big hall, and people are jumping across the track just in front of the train. We stop at the last second, just as someone arrives to get on the train.