A grey day in Brighton

We woke up to a gloomy Thursday, but neither me nor my parents wanted to stay in the house so we decided to go down to Brighton for the afternoon to take a walk and get some fresh air. Brighton has always been one of our favourite places for a day out - so easy to get to but a real seaside feel, and since I was a little girl we have been regular visitors. In fact, even though I now live in Coventry I probably still visit Brighton just as regularly as I used to as a Londoner - I find living in the Midlands very difficult for its lack of a local coastline, and its probably one of the things I miss the most.

Despite the weather, I wanted to take some good shots of Brighton in the winter time - its never quiet but there weren't the crowds you associate with Summer sunshine and I was able to get some very different shots to usual. Here are just a few - I sometimes think that the seaside in winter is even more beautiful than the summer.

The icon of British seaside resorts - the beach huts:

The terribly sad, skeletal remains of the West pier:

A line of sail boats by the promenade:I just couldn't resist this little fella, sitting all alone on the groyne:Lots of inspiration for a good 'seaside in winter' layout!

I'm hoping to go and see my grandad tomorrow, he is still very poorly so it will probably only be a short visit but I want to and give him a big hug while I get the chance.

Just a quick congratulations to Anna who won second prize in the Scrapbook Magazine's scraplift challenge - well done girl! x