Not that this has anything to do with Brighton as a place but seems sort of relevant to post something that happened a couple of weeks ago.
I was in my local branch of The Range down here in Plymouth, wandering around the aisles looking for stuff.
I clocked this woman right down the end of one aisle talking to a store assistant.
She was between 45-55 and stood out like a sore thumb, bright blue hair, motorbike jacket, tartan skirt that was too short with leopard print tights and bright red Doc Martin boots.
My immediate thought was, she looks like she is from Brighton.
As I walked down the aisle towards them, the lady was asking the store assistant for a number to get a taxi and directions to get somewhere.
She said " sorry to ask you but I am not from here, i'm from Brighton"
True story that.
