tenpastmidnight blog

I'm back in Brighton after a week working in Leamington Spa. In the first couple of minutes back someone tried to sell me a Big Issue, two almost-kids delayed me in the shop because they were so hyped up they could barely order their munchies, and I've seen a woman who was probably a man. It's good to be back in dirty old Brighton town. Hmm, perhaps.


(For some reason Blogger lost the first and second version of this post, but kept the title, very odd. I'll try it in Firefox instead of Safari to see if it publishes now.)