Brighton Ramblings by Katy Wayne

Festival Fun

The sun is still shining! You’d think it was May or something… First riding lesson outside this morning for what seems like an age. Happy ponies and this mummy’s soul was certainly uplifted.

We met up with friends this afternoon at one of the Brighton Fringe Festival’s family events: the ‘Hurly Burly’ tent. To be honest, I’m not really sure what was going on. There seemed to be some interpretive dance (come on, this is Brighton we’re talking about), some singing and some story telling. Dexter and his little buddy, Lenny, ate crisps and sucked on fruit pouches. Lenny hung around the portaloos due to an obsession with doors. Dexter whinged a bit and then fell asleep. I was bemused by Brighton’s young families en masse. There was a lot of cheesecloth, Converse, beards, baby slings and kids called Vinyl – okay, I’m making the last bit up, but it wouldn’t surprise me.

Brighton in the sunshine in the midst of its festival season is eclectic, buzzing and bonkers: I love it!