Received an unexpected phone call from my brother this morning informing me that by coincidence, he was in Brighton with Julie and James. We wandered down to the beach to join them, passing the rowdy Brighton Pride celebrations on the way. James was so sweet, as soon as he saw me he threw himself into my arms and gave me a big hug. The beach in Brighton is a bit too pebbly and steep to be paddling when your little, so I suggested we stroll down to the play area further along the beach near the West Pier ruins. James had a lovely time and it was nice catching up with Philip and Julie too. It’s amazing how much energy James has, he runs around like a mad thing, he was in and out of the water, and up and down climbing frames over and over again. I’m surprised that Philip can keep up with him!