Brighton

This blog is meant to be about Australia. But its also about our lives. Discovering new things, finding out novel modes of experience, and so forth.

And so Ian did go forth - or rather whence he came, on a rapid trip back to England. And do you know what? I discovered that I miss the place a lot, and somewhere along the way I've become a Brightonian. Given that Brighton is a place where people come from elsewhere, one wonders exactly when you actually become someone who comes from Brighton rather than a day-tripper or temporary alien. Is it when you buy a house? When you have children? When they go to school? Or when your calendar is at one with the city, when its obviously the last week of April because the festival starts next week, and children should be getting excited about marching through town in silly costumes? Whatever the answer, I was happy to be back.

It was a quick trip - dinner with Wendy, a very long run along the downs and the sea-front, dinner with Martin and Ilse, and then off to work in Warwick. Steve's stag night (congratulations to Steve and Becky for finally sorting out their tax situation, and if you're reading this and going to be at Steve's birthday, pretend to be surprised), and then back to Australia.

Its been vast amounts of fun being out here at the bottom of the world, and will carry on being so for the next three months, but it will be good to be back home.