I have taken the day off of work today to recover from my weekend in Eastbourne with Eleanor. I did enjoy it if I'm honest, but I have made a few notes about how to improve such an experience in the future:
- I prefer to travel by car as trains vex me - the thought of being pressed up against a stranger for an hour or more is very worrying - I can only get through my 39 minute train commute (each way!) by placing a copy of either The Metro or the London Evening Standard between myself and the adjoining passenger.
- B&Bs shouldn't be too much of a walking distance from the station as I don't like to waste money on taxis
- Double duvets are better on single beds than their 3ft counterparts simply because there's a lot more scope for wrapping one's body inside like the sausagemeat filling in the aforementioned unhealthy snack
- Guests located in the room above should keep their voice(s) down and preferably shut up altogether after midnight - jabbering on until 12:45 is wholly unacceptable
- Young people/teenagers shouldn't ride their bicycles dangerously fast along the seafront, thus ruining an evening constitutional
Apart from the points raised above, it was great. Eleanor seemed keen to get home then and when I mentioned the possibility of arranging a future trip to Hastings she simply sighed and placed her head in her hands.
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