Brighton up your weekend

Last weekend, my better half and I took ourselves on a little day trip to Brighton. A lovely day of sunshine, cockles on the beach and annoying tired friends who work in shoe shops was obviously interlaced with the beady-eyed intrigue of pun skimming. A technique that I've perfected over the years.

Only two were clocked as we wandered from the top of the Laines down to the beach though. The first of which was just ten yards from where we parked:



This one's been well documented in the punnery word, so I'm glad to have finally seen it for myself. It's like when you first turn the corner and see the Eiffel Tower, in a way. Probably better. Certainly funnier.



A simple one letter changeover was the other culprit. As ever, wondering how the owner's come up with the name, I hoped that there was a heated discussion betwixt the normally happy couple over this one..

"Of COURSE it has to be in Brighton... Suck it and SEA... Get it!? S. E. A... Think of the walk-by trade Colin!!" (I'd imagine the chap in this relationship is called Colin. I have no evidence to back this up, though).

Hey!

Remember tomorrow brings the second ever TFI Punday! That's something to look forward too, isn't it? I'm such a bloody love, bringing all this joy into your lives. You can thank me later, ok? I like Toblerone.