When it is hot it's Brighton

Whilst I don't want to bore you with family ailments, le petit garcon had a bit of a disappointment when the long planned treat of a trip to Legoland ended in him being a bit sick. Enough.

With the sun shining and spirits restored I took the opportunity to leave the surrounds of London and head to the coast - Brighton. Le petit garcon could barely contain his excitement and upon arrival at the pier he stormed into the madness that is the arcade. What worried me most was his hooligan tendency to try the change areas for spare coins! Without spending a penny in the amusement arcade we attempted to complete the purpose of our seaside mission the ghost train. Except petit garcon was just under the requisite height of 1.1m. He was perfectly composed about the rejection but made me take him on the helter skelter!

I could do this thanks to the helping hands of Delicious Industries who joined us on the pier. The garcon baulked at the top but I told him the only way down was on the mat. I paid for my insistence in the form of helter skelter burns to my hand.

Scooby Doo shout out on carousel bus

Seaside ice cream

Peachy feast on train

Petit garcon at top of bouncy slide, helter skelter in background!

How to have a meeting

Having left marketing meetings behind many years ago nothing bores me more than a meeting. When Delicious Industries had our planned design meeting (we met eons ago through both working for the same photographer) we broke all the rules! We went to Crane Kalman first to view the brilliant Jeff Divine 'Surfing's Golden Age' photo exhibition. Then for a wander around the shops in Brighton's lanes.

Oh dear there's thanks for you. I'm on Mary's side I'm amazed it could be rescued!
I'm mainly channelling CZJ here - it's so St Tropez don't ya know!
OK we actually wrote something down in our note books at this point - over lunch.
There's nothing to beat a good old British pier (poor Weston-Super-Mare, sniff).

So tempting to sit down for rest of afternoon and not bother getting train back to London.

The waves were quite fierce and it is a drop down to the sea here -so no opportunity for a paddle. OK the sea doesn't look med blue either!

The posts were channelling ice cream colours for this season.

What's a girl to do at the end of a delicious meeting but go grab some fudge! Roly's fudge is really to die for and they have a shop in the USA too....