You know when you’re walking around the North Laines and you casually pass a hippy with dreadlocks and harem pants (as only you can do in Brighton, let’s face it), with her mate who is dressed identically yet seems slightly more cultured.
You catch a slither of the conversation she is having of Stella fuelled 2am nights with slack ropes and hula hoops and suddenly the short glimpse into her life is over; you’ve walked past them to leave them to their life, yet that half a sentence caught amuses you.
Here is a list of the top 10 weird overheard things in Brighton this week.
“… but my cat loves a good parsnip…”
“… No no darling, it’s pronounced ‘Keen-wah’…”
“… But the Lib Dems have always been very Hufflepuff…”
“… It’s really weird… I didn’t expect him to have a flaccid penis…”
“… I feel like horses get increasingly smug as they grow older…”
“… and so I said I wanted to squirt it all over him but he wasn’t a fan of ketchup…”
“… yeah it was as bright as a highlighter…”
“… and that’s the exact moment when I snorted a load of cinnamon…”
“… this haircut would have got me so laid in the 90s…”
“… I see you more as a fruit person than a vegetable person…”