Whenever I walk around Brighton, I always feel calm. It is the one place that I have been to where I feel like I belong or where it feels like home. The people there are a different type of people, and yes, I can see I have rose-tinted glasses but they seem more accepting, they are more unique. They aren’t the hipsters from Shoreditch and they aren’t wannabes – they are, simply, who they are.
Walking through the lanes, its easy to see the creative minds that are embedded within the seaside city. The graffiti on the walls and the murals on the paving slabs are there for all to see. It’s like walking through a European city and falling in love around every corner again and again. No wall is ever the same.
My recent favourite place is Marwoods Cafe. Not only does it have a TARDIS and a X-wing hanging from the ceiling but its walls are covered in all manner of geekiness and quirkiness that only those of a certain mindset could really understand and feel comfortable in. As I sat there, 2 or 3 people walked in and within seconds walked out – it wasn’t them. I could sit here for hours and indeed, did.
This review from a friend isn’t in any way a lie;
‘a fantastic little coffee shop that is equally as much of a feast for the eye as the stomach. Their tag line is ‘arse kicking coffee, life changing cake’. It’s a fab place just to chill out and take in the surroundings.
downstairs there is a collection of table made out of odd bits of wood and old doors, but its the eclectic mix of art and general strangeness hanging from the walls and ceiling that generates the entertainment. My favourite was entitled ‘When Puppets Go Bad’ and was basically Sooty and Sweep hanging Gordon the Gopher of a high ledge!
upstairs resembles a comfy living room, with large sofas as well as tables and chairs. There are quirky posters on the wall, books and board games scattered about, and a piano in the corner. I really great space to come and chill out, or bring the lap top and get some work done courtesy of the free WiFi.’
This is what I had – a mocha, at only £2.30 – cheap and incredibly tasty, the coffee was impeccably strong, a £2.50 toastie with cheese and red onion – the best I’ve ever had and equally the most mouth-wateringly good, gooey on the inside and hard on the outside Chocolate Brownie. It was divine. There is no other word for it. It was like it hadn’t been cooked but tasted like the most rich, scrumptious cake I’d ever had.
Not only that, they had my childhood idol on the plate – Winnie the Pooh. I was always compared to him when I was little for being a little rotund and dipsy.
And here a sat for an afternoon reading my marvellous new Graphic Novel – Swamp Thing by Alan Moore. My favourite.