Arr, there be some strange goings on in Brighton, m’lad. They do say there be a ghost ship riding the waves last last night. Arr!
Today were ye old Mackerel Fayre. Every year they do bless the nets and feast on mackerel. Arr! Myself and my wench did brave the salty breeze to taste the fish and watch ye olde punch and judy show. Arr!
We left before those scurvy morris dancers started their infernal jangling. Arr! But we did take some pictures.