What have you overheard in Brighton? (From The Argus)
Get involved: Send your news, views, pictures and video by texting SUPIC to 80360 or email us.
What have you overheard in Brighton?
4:43pm Friday 18th September 2009
By Overheard in Brighton »
Welcome to our new blog, Overheard in Brighton.
Everyone overhears funny, ridiculous or downright bizarre things most days of the week. Usually, these are chuckled at, and then forgotten. But now, you can share these gems with others, through this blog.
There are loads of ways to contribute. You can join our Facebook group, and leave comments on the wall, if you're on Twitter you can use the hashtag #brightoh, and of course you can leave comments on the blog itself.
Every Friday afternoon, the blog will be updated with the pick of the week's overheard nuggets of joy.
We've already started the fun on Twitter. Here is a selection of the best so far:
From stylishshopper: "Well the more pressing issue is how to get money out of your grandparents" says man to girlfriend.
From ForbesColeman: "bredd killz dogs, don't it? choklit duz too. lyk bredd duz." Somerfield, Hove.
From oneoneoneone:"so," he says "of course, this happens when you work in TV" and they start making out furiously in front of man touching each of their shoulders
From laurencehill: Outside Cricketers, very small boy to granny: "That's where daddy has lots of drinks."
From ricardobell: On tube: Girl 1: "That's a big book you're reading - what is it?" Girl 2: "David Copperfield." Girl 1: "Is it his autobiography?"
From richardwelch: Train to Brighton. She: "72p for this yoghurt!" He: "72p?" She: "72p!" He: "55p in Tesco." (Eats.) "Ooh, it's a good yoghurt though." She: "72p."
From therug:"The only reason to throw up in your handbag is to avoid being thrown out of a club."
From jemimakiss:"Oh look - this top says 'My Daddy's cool'. Do they have one that says 'My Daddy's s***'?"
For more, either visit the Facebook group or Twitter.
Credits corner:
Byline picture by Neil Sequeira.
Inspired by Dan Wilson's series of Brighton Scenes.
Comments(2)
Andre Spooner
says...
3:51pm Tue 22 Sep 09
I spotted a great whale in the distance, and uttered the immortal phrase; "Thar she blows!"
Except of course I didn't. My tongue ran away with me, and instead, I said
"Victory! Victory to Spooner!
The whale shall be punctured on the harpoon-like pin!
Skewer! Skewer! That is thy destiny, Whale!
No more shall thy leap from the sea! (the sea)
There will be no more plankton among your baleen plates!
There will be no more leaps with your mighty tail!
For you (for you) Dear Whale
Are to be spiked
With a throw
From SPOONER!!"
As I sang, I tapped my feet upon the deck.
Needless to say, I became a laughing stock among my shipmates. My harpoon clattered to the deck with the sound of a tub 'o forks falling into a sink. Their laughter caused my cheeks to burnish red with shame.
I hid out the rest of the journey inside a barrel of rum, occasionally hearing their cruel taunts
"Can't even throw, Spooner"
When we got back to shore, burst from the barrel, and there, standing at the water's edge, was the most noble, the finest horse I have ever seen.
I never set foot on board ship ever again. I'll no more go a-roving... for I have my horse by my side.
I've never told anyone that story before. Just to think of it brings a salty tear to my eye. Oh, the whales. How have I wronged you.
FLY ON THE WALL: What is he hearing? Picture by Neil Sequeira
Haze Marchant says...
9:26am Sat 19 Sep 09
“Get out my f**king way!" he shouting at them, "I never spoiled it for you!”
Not understanding, David repeated what young man had said, word for word.
I was horrified! “That’s the wickedest word there is, I scolded! And I never want to hear you speak like that again!”
After a few moments of me nagging, I suddenly realised that my son was no longer hanging onto the handle of his sister’s pushchair. Looking around I could see this small boy on the upper promenade where the young men were standing. It was David, and he was kicking the legs of the young man who had been swearing!
“You just got me into f**king trouble!” he scolded. I couldn’t tell him off again, because all the young men were so apologetic both to him and to me!