Brighton beach session
Brighton's pebbled beach on the UK's south coast conjures images of fairground rides and sunbaked holidaymakers. The town deals in notions of summer and warmth. King George IV had the landmark Royal Pavilion built to keep his personal heat levels dialled up at night with his mistress, and even when disaster struck the West Pier in 2003 it came in a blaze of flame.
But on February 5th in Brighton this year something weird and cold was afoot: snow.
As the nation ground to a halt people, cut adrift from everyday routine, hoarded onto the beach. Snowmen stared out to sea and snowballs were blasted like cannon-fire from seafront balconies.
Then across this altered landscape a tight posse of snowboarders rode in. Well, first they walked in, but it wasn't long before they'd claimed some beach steps, packed a snow run, shaped a little kicker, nabbed a useful rail and, under a giant banner of self-promotion, got sessioning.
They were from the University of Brighton Ski and Snowboard Club, and with a ragged blend of spins, grabs, rail slides and inglorious butt slams they quickly drew an appreciative crowd.
Somewhere during proceedings two cartons of milk became the focus of attention. It's unclear what the bovine juice was doing there in the first place but it added a suitably surreal flavour as riders tried to snatch, grab and clunk the cartons mid-air. Milk-related tricks were named and delivered with style. The milkman, probably still wheel-spinning in his drive, would've been proud, while Brighton's boarders kept their internal fires stoked a little longer.
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Almost makes you think that life isn't so shitty after all.