All gayed out

Brighton Pride is the largest event of its type in England. The first week in August is always full of workshops, debates, and parties. The big finale is a parade and park festival on the Saturday.

I had never been to a Pride Parade before, so was terribly excited. Even more so because Lucy and I were staying the weekend with lovely friends we hadn't seen since their Civil Union back in 2006.

It was a very happy and busy two days. Rather than write about it all, I am just going to post some of my photos. Enjoy.

Mein hostesses:


The parade getting ready to set off:


These people were making very cool music:


There is something VERY gay about men wearing gold waistcoats:


Sailors are pretty gay too:


Drag queens are also very gay, and a bit boring after a while:


It got more girly after that. This was my second favourite float - even if it is just a marketing ploy for some cheap plonky wine.
Hot dancing girls in cages, yum!:


However, I can't deny I'm a woman of the 80s - go Fame Girls!


The parade ended and we made our way to the park.

Oh, dear Lord, the wimmin's tent. This woman was singing a funny song about having a smear. Sigh:


I found some friends, and a pink rainbow cowboy hat - yeehah!!


After all that sun and fun, the beach the next day was very relaxing: