I can sum up our week in Eastbourne with one word - "alcohol"
Ok maybe we did do a couple of things in between drinks.
Firstly, what can I tell you about Eastbourne?
It's on the East Sussex coast, roughly half way between Brighton and Hastings.
It has beaches covered with pebbles and as a teenager I thought it was the most boring place to live 'cos it was filled with"old people". God's waiting room is what we used to call it. However, now I'm one of those "old people" myself and having lived away for the last 15 years I appreciate it more now. The town that's there now is mainly Victorian, although there has been a settlement there since the Bronze Age. It has all the things you'd expect a typical English seaside town to have, a shabby pier, copious fish 'n' chip shops, sea gulls the size of an albatross, a bandstand, a promenade and also the added bonus of a Dotto train and carpet gardens.
We arrived at Gatwick from Dublin at 5pm on Wednesday, however our day turned out to be the day from hell. I figure on an 8 week holiday there has to be one day that goes completely tits up and this was the day. I'm not going to go into it all here, but will explain everything when we see you all. Anyway we ended up planning to meet a few old friends in the pub about 2pm Thursday. It was great to see some of the old faces again (some older than others!) It was the first time any of them (except Mary) had met Susan. We hadn't had time for lunch before we went drinking and Susan was a little worse for wear after a few hours so we went for pizza with Caroline and Lydia, then we all went back to our apartment where Sarah and Lynne met us for another couple of drinks. First thing Susan said next morning was "Caroline got me drunk last night"
Next morning we took the open top bus up to Beachy Head. When I was a kid we used to go by foot, now the bus is the much more attractive option. We walked around for a while and Susan even ventured relatively close to the edge without freaking out too much. Took a look around the visitor centre then went into the pub for lunch. It was really windy while waiting for the return bus and rather than stand at the bus stop and wait Susan took shelter inside the telephone box, much to the amusement of two little old ladies who braved the harsh weather outside. It's usually windy at Beachy Head, a quick look at the way the trees grow proves that.
We met Caroline for a quick drink then we went out for dinner with some more friends. We stuffed ourselves with Chinese food, beer and wine, reminisced and made lewd jokes (I know you all find it hard to believe I would do that!)
We rolled into bed, tired and a little tipsy but happy after a great night in great company!