A Postcard from Brighton

By on August 23, 2014.

Twenty something years ago I lived in Brighton. This town is full of memories for me from a time when I was just starting out in the world. I felt so grown up here, away from home for the first time in my life, free to be my own self, make my own rules, be my own person. I reinvented myself in this town but I missed some vital clues and ended up taking the wrong path out of here.

It was good to return after all these years, and paths traveled as the woman I am now, content, happy, strong…. as me. It felt right to be here, to share memories with @domsigns and to remember and what I remembered most of all how much I loved this place. It is not called Little London by the sea for nothing.

So my postcard, it is to myself, my younger self, who lost her way but eventually found it again and it says

Look at you now…

Sitting on Brighton beach in knickersSinful Sunday badge

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22 Comments

  1. Oh Mollie, you’ve made me cry, and not in a good way! My man (my 1st love, 1986…on and off ’til 1988….got back together 2011, both got a child each) was living on Brighton when we reunited. I’d never been to Brighton. I hated the tourists – as a West Country girl it’s Bath on Sea – pretentious, la-de-da, over-priced! But …The Ranelagh in St. James’s Street – blues/brilliant live music, the Pav Tav….great staff..! More venues than I can remember..St. James’s Street. …Kemptown… I hated commercial Brighton….I want my man’s Chain Pier House address back….

  2. I love the colors in this. The hot pink and the bright blue, they match the look on your face: Powerful, confident, serene, beautiful, knowing, owning. Your words may have led me in the choice of descriptors I chose but not the feeling, that’s all the image. Love it!
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  3. I’m with Marie, your words gave me goosebumps, so raw, so heartwarming. I’m glad you got to go back, and to show yourself just how far you’ve come.

    Very touching post, Molly

    Flip x
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  4. Beautiful words, beautiful pic. The colours are as vibrant as the stripes on Brighton rock. And the contrast of the muted tones of actual, weathered rock and stone is lovely. It’s as if you’re sitting proudly on your experience, your bedrock.

    Lovely to see you the other night!
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  5. You’ve obviously made some excellent turns in the path since then. The lady in this picture seems to contain far more of interest than the city behind her.

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  6. I love the pink Philly sweatshirt being part of that statement! I remember well those early years of being on my own, the freedom to make my own choices, not always the best ones… we’ve come a long way, baby 🙂

    ~Kazi xxx
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  7. Awesome colours; my first living away was Lancaster. I choose it to put 250 miles from my school and my community and to be within a gnat’s fart of the Lake District. Going back seems weird. I remember my first days as an eighteen year old and realise how far I’ve come in life.
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  8. Omg this pic looks so serene and beautiful. I was just at the beach this weekend and had a blast I have not been in so long. You look like you are taking in the nice sea air.

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