Rainy day in Brighton by Elodie_Caroline
Ok, maybe my title doesn't sound as good as 'Rainy nights in Georgia'? but it'll do...
One time we came down here on a Saturday in September, must be about about thirteen years ago now? it was piddling with rain and I had to give my little brother my leather Jacket, because my mother hadn't bothered to give him a coat. So we ended up only staying long enough to have a look in a few of the shops, a look over the bit by the side of the Pier to watch the waves crashing on to it, which was lovely, then go and have dinner in the restaurant on the pier. Of course we had fish and chips, and then we went back home. I would have stayed much longer, I don't mind being out in the rain, but meaning as i couldn't stay dry because of giving my coat to my little brother, then I didn't want to stay very long.
On the way home, it was still piddling with rain. We were in an old Ford Cortina, and guess what happened? yes, the bloody thing broke down in Shinfield! they do not like the wet weather. It conked out at a set of traffic lights, but Chris managed to steer it around the next corner. After he had messed about with it and started it again, he actually managed to run over his daughter, Claire's, foot! hahahaha. We set off again, and my brother, Derek, couldn't have shut his door properly? He ended up hanging out of the back door, holding onto the door handle for dear life! I panicked and was shouting "where the f*cking hell do you think you're going?!" at him, he still reminds me of this! hahahaha. I always shout when I'm in a panic and frightened of what's going to happen to someone I care about
But we eventually got home safe and sound...... Thankfully
