A good mate, a tank full of petrol and a destination in mind was all we needed to have a bit of fun in the eightees. Matt was good at "coming up with a plan".

We didn't need much either, just his car some friends and we were away.

I remember spending a lot of time in Brighton when I was younger.

Funny now then that its one of "our" favourite places to visit.

As simplistic in its outcome this image of one of the spires on the pier summed up the light of the time. There are a few in this series, I may just post them under Brighton as a categorie in the future.