Life for Lola

What a fabulous weekend at the seaside. On Friday I needed some fish, the supermarket had no sea bream so the ladyfriend and I thought we'd try the fish stall on the beach. It was amazing. I felt like Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall as I rummaged around in delight at the huge selection of sea bounty before me. It was very reasonably priced aswell. Packed with locals which is always a good sign. A slightly retarded looking man scaled and gutted my fish as we kept a watchful eye over our car which we had not put a ticket on - 1.20 for one hour, I ask you! I intend to return and taste more of their catch.

I also had my hair cut in Eastbourne, very cheap but I look a bit like an extra from Schindler's List as it's a bit shorter than perhaps I would have liked. Still, I'm quids in.