6th and 7th November 2005 Brighton, England. The Morning... er, Afternoon... After Awakening well after seven for the first time in many, many months (ah, the luxury!), it was a little worrying to discover that the skies had started to drizzle. But, knowing the capriciousness of English weather, I washed as per usual - it should be mentioned that despite the lack of a shower, I have been keeping clean - and set off for a visit to the Brighton Pavillion. In the 1780's the Prince Regent, under advice from his doctor, visited Brighton to 'take the waters' of the healing hot-springs there, a fashionable undertaking of the English Gentry at the time. He apparently became enamoured of the area, and decided to build a residence there. The result is the Royal Pavillion, the height of
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