
The Pub in the Church





Almost 1000 years of art and history, like one of the first full length portraits of Henry VIII, above.










We took a train trip to Chichester and visited the cathedral. Postcard-style photographs follow:











A couple days after our walk across the Seven Sisters we joined the Brighton Ramblers on a short (~5 miles) trek through the rolling countryside of the South Downs, beginning and ending at Salt Dean, one of Brighton’s villages.
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On completing the Seven Sisters, we returned to the bus stop at Exceat via a slightly different route that took us along the Cuckmere River in the fog.









Cliffs of Seven Sisters in the fog. The people in some of these images will give some idea of the scale.


















Many of the rooms were decorated around the theme of a particular colour.





The Royal Pavilion filled us with conflicting feelings: on the one hand it was gorgeous, ornate, beautiful, rococo, inspiring beauty; on the other its luxury and opulence were disgusting condemnations of the inequity in human societies.


