When God was handing out the cities of Britain to its people, who had been
queuing for days outside his office, the Brightonians forgot to come. They
were too busy drinking and dancing and having a good time. When they did
eventually show up, God said crossly: 'you're too late, I've given everything
away; you should have been in the queue like everyone else.'

'In that case' said the Brightonians 'we might as well open another bottle
and go back to the party. Why don't you come too?' So God went to the party and had a few drinks and danced and mingled. After a bit he said 'tell you what boys, I've had such a good time I've decided to give you the city I was keeping for myself.

Whether or not Brighton is really Gods own country, Paskins Town House is the place to come.

18/19 Charlotte Street, Brighton, East Sussex, BN2 1AG
Tel: +44(0)1273 601203
Fax:+44(0)1273 621973