Monday 28 July 2014

Do I look like a fucking spud!


so very recently we ended up in brighton with no money, no where to stay and no plan...just a bag full of paint and some sleeping bags.

We did what any normal person would do and set off to find a place to rack some beer...of course on a friday night every single place has an SG, but we achieved our goal. Anyway after cracking the first can we bump into these two! furthest away was Bandy and closest was Lionel, there was also their dog Shores. We sat down with them introduced ourselves and we ended up sitting with them for a good hour or two just swapping tales! The things we heard...

That day Lionel had lost his gold hoop earing while doing a somersault off the end of the pier.


They called this place piss city!


They told us they never stay for long they are always on the move, just like us!

keep your ears to the ground and your eyes on the blog for more in depth details of these two's story.

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