
This one's particularly bad, because on top of being down to do a clinic in Brighton on Wednesday afternoon, I know nothing about Eastbourne in the 1960's. Although I've visited the Wish Tower Restaurant, which amounts to the same thing. You know what they say though, if you can remember Eastbourne in the sixties, you weren't there. Either that or you've got Alzheimer's, which is not uncommon in the town.
To be honest, I don't even remember agreeing to give an illustrated talk, but I find it hard to believe there are two Phil Gardners willing to work for £3 a ticket. Frankly I'll turn up to anything if you pay my bus fare and buy me an interval ice cream. I like to think it's my USP. So I refuse to accept there's another one.
The last time my words were spoken in public, they were charging five pounds a head...

I made ten quid that evening. So £3 seems pretty reasonable. It's all about market forces. And setting out your stall. No, hang on, I'm getting Phil Gardner mixed up with Ian Beale.
Anyway, if you fancy turning up on Wednesday to ask Phil about his memories of Eastbourne (mine are here, but they're unlikely to feature), the talk's at East Dean Village Hall. It's a stone's throw from Beachy Head, so if the audience lose the will to live, they'll have somewhere to go on to afterwards.
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Just to confuse matters, isn't it on Wednesday that Amelie is due to appear in the Argus?
The 27th is actually thursday, so put me down for two tickets. Where is Brantham Village Hall anyway
<span>It's off Broadway. Quite a long way off Broadway. And you're four years too late.</span>
Wow, that was slightly surreal. Not only a brilliant playwight but also a prophet of predictive text!
What am I thinking now?
It is. So I might be heading to Beachy Head by the end of the day anyway. Maybe I could do the talk after all...
Phil, the above comment only really works when you're answer was before my question.
The way things are going, these comments are making about as much sense as the original blog post. And I thought that was pretty surreal. I think in future we need to meet for coffee and discuss where we're going with these conversations before putting finger to keyboard.
Do you know anything about Eastbourne in the 1960's?
Coffee is good but I am a little puzzled how you are able to comment at 9.45 on a date night?
Eastbourne 1960's; I believe that many people were re-housed from the quaint seaside town of Grimreaper at about this!
Time!!
Do you want to repost that while I'm replying to it? :-D
And as for date night, we're on a break.
No!
Oh,Ok
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