June 27, 2009
Proms, and promenaders
Last night we took a stroll onto the seafront at around 9pm. The music from the Pink Floyd tribute band reverberated along our street, surrounding us with sound. The sky was pink. The tide out. Girls were dressed in ballgowns – blue, and pink, red and black and their male counterparts, the boys, were dressed in suits – looking a bit uncertain, possibly the first outing in a real suit. The proms – a US import, has certainly got a hold of this generation of teens. And having a prom at a seafront hotel, must give the class of 2009 something extra special to remember. As well as the cadilacs and stretch limos, we saw a team of excited huskies bounding along, heralding the arrival of a beautiful young girl.
Last night the young and old, prom goers and promenaders, strolled along the seafront. The tribute band fans stood around the bandstand, tapping their feet, some old Floyd fans mouthing the words to familiar tunes. Mike and I, hedonists, like the feeling of being on holiday, so we went for a beer at the Cavendish Hotel, chatted, did some people watching, and soaked in a quintessentially English evening.
Summer has enveloped our town, and after school swims and bbqs are a regular part of our weekly schedule. The guesthouse is very busy now – this week we’ve had visitors from New Zealand, France, Belgium and the Netherlands… everyone of them delighted to have discovered Eastbourne.