Skip to main content

Brighton Getaway



Light rain. High humidity. 90% chance of precipitation.

Those were the expectations that we first carried along with us once we stepped out the door of Arthur Tattersall House. Brighton is prominently known for its beaches. And going to a beach on a rainy day is definitely not a really good idea. But we sticked to the plan anyway, since it’s going to be a bit nasty to do the refund process for our train ticket (and I am just a bit too lazy to do that tbh). At 7.20 in the morning, it was drizzling when we left the house and set our journey to Euston Underground station. After half an hour, we arrived at London Bridge Underground station, just about 15 minutes before our train’s departure time. The journey to Brighton took about an hour, but time flew so fast that we didn’t really feel like it was that long as we were planning our trip for the day throughout the whole period of travelling.

Brighton Clock Tower

It was around quarter past nine when we reached Brighton train station. We passed by Brighton Clock Tower on our way to the Brighton Museum and Art Gallery. The tower is located at the junction between North Street and Queens Road. Since the museum will not be opened until 10am, we decided to walk around and take pictures at Brighton landmarks nearby. It’s quite nice to find out that there are actually a lot of landmarks near the Royal Pavilion Estate, where the museum is. From North Street we went into the estate through the India Gate on the south side of the Pavilion Gardens. The Royal Pavilion itself, is actually a very beautiful palace with a stunning Indian architecture, which I later found out to be the Indo-Saracenic style that is prevalent in India. I can’t deny that the palace reminded me of Taj Mahal, with the domes and minarets being the significant features of the building. There is also an ice rink behind the palace that I think might be a famous visitor’s attraction in this winter season.

Royal Pavilion

We then walked out of the estate to see the exterior design of Brighton Dome, but got a little disappointed as we saw some construction or renovation work going on. We didn’t go in, but as far as I know it is an art venue, with a studio theatre and maybe a few other theatre facilities in it. Nevertheless, what appeared to be thrilling to me is the fact that it was once made into a temporary military hospital! The dome (as well as the Pavilion) was used to house injured Indian soldiers in the First World War, which explains the existence of the India Gate as a gift of India to commemorate their soldiers who were tended in the Pavilion in 1914 and 1915.

Brighton War Memorial

From Brighton Dome, we went to Brighton War Memorial. It is actually a large memorial pool, located in front of the Pavilion Estate. The pool is enclosed in a black gate, which is decorated with big poppy flowers. And after that I started to realize that a lot of people that I bumped into today has a cute poppy flower pinned to their coat, blazer, dress or shirt.


The fountain

Bluntly having no idea of what all these poppy flower means at that moment (even though my friend tried to explain it to me XD), we went to a fountain located exactly opposite the memorial pool. The fountain is built to commemorate the President of the Fountain Society (I am not sure why do they have a fountain society though). But anyway since there are a lot of benches provided around the fountain, we had our brunch there since I didn’t have time to have my breakfast before we went out from my house. After finishing our mac and cheese and tea, we went to the Brighton Museum and Art Gallery, totally unaware of what does the building has in store for us on that day.

Brighton Museum and Art Gallery

“The admission is free today,” said a lady in front of the reception counter. I was a bit confused, as I thought the admission was meant to be free. But apparently, the museum offers a free admission day on one Saturday in a month for a free admission. I could not describe how lucky we were to be in Brighton on that day! The ground floor of the museum is a gallery of modern art. Not even halfway through, I was actually quite surprised that I eventually lost interest in viewing all the (modern) material culture laid on the exhibition panel. So I told my friend I want to see something related to Brighton (and I just realised how I can’t get over 'history' anywhere I go!). As the story goes, we left the modern gallery and try to explore something ‘Brighton-ish’. We saw the ancient Egypt section but what popped up in my mind was, “oh man, no, can I just have those kind of things in my class?? XD”

Modern Gallery, Ground Floor

So we decided to go upstairs instead, after we passed by an archaeology gallery that will only be opened in 2018 L. I was actually looking for a map of the museum, trying to find out what this museum has to offer, but I could not find one. So we just wandered around that top floor, and was looking down to the ground floor when suddenly a man came and approached us, asking us where we come from. I am pretty sure I heard the word “Respect” from his mouth after we introduced ourselves. Leaving me puzzled, he then started to talk to us about a banner, which was just next to where we stood up. The banner is printed with a story about Brighton and Hove Black History. I was simply amazed by how he went on telling us about the Black History from square one. It would be a very looooooong post to talk about everything he told us, but in brief, he was telling us about the Sikh, Muslim and Hindu soldiers who served and fought for Britain in the First World War. Words after words that he said simply made me feel like crying, as he told us on the history of that war in Brighton.

The India Gate - entrance for Royal Pavilion Estate

He even told us about the Remembrance Day, which is observed on every 11th November of the year. (I am actually rephrasing what he said) “The moment of remembrance’, which is actually a 2-minute ‘moment of silence’, starts at 11a.m. to commemorate the soldiers that have died in the line of their duty.” I found out that this sometimes being referred to as ‘the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month’.  So now it just simply explains why do I keep seeing these red remembrance poppy flowers all over Brighton; it’s the Remembrance Day! The red artificial flower, or the remembrance poppy, has been used since 1921 to commemorate military personnel who have died in war. This man, Bert, is exactly not an unexceptional man. Before we end our conversation, he pointed out his name on a booklet that he gave to us on ‘Brighton and Hove Black History’. Bert Williams MBE. MBE means Member of the Order of the British Empire, and this title is definitely awarded to someone which is no ordinary; he must have been a man with an outstanding service or a remarkable achievement! He was honoured by the Queen! It was definitely a great honour for us to get the chance of meeting him!

After listening to the insightful story, we went around the museum, and visited the museum lab (because Bert brought us there haha) as well as the remaining galleries on that level. There's a gallery on transology and another one for costumes. Before we left we bid Bert goodbye and walked out of the museum at around half past twelve.

Our lucky day :)

To be honest, I have no idea how I ended up in such a great place, on a great day, with a great figure. I didn’t even care about the weather not being great anymore, I was as happy as I could ever be! Alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah. Our day trip went more than just good enough!

Suddenly it hit me that it has been quite a while since the last time I reminisced my childhood time, spent with one of the RAMD (Rejimen Askar Melayu Diraja) member, which is my beloved late grandfather. I am pretty sure it won’t take us even two minutes to recite al-Fatihah in the remembrance of our loved ones that has passed away, as well as the soldiers who have made a lot of sacrifice, fighting for our dearest and beloved country :’)


Al-Fatihah

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Arkeologi?: Satu Perjalanan

Kira-kira lapan bulan yang lepas aku ada tulis satu ' post ' tentang subjek arkeologi, atau secara spesifiknya, aku cuba nak kongsi sikit (berdasarkan pengalaman yang tak berapa nak ada ni) apa yang ada dalam bidang arkeologi ni. Tanpa aku sangka, susulan post aku yang tak seberapa tu, aku mula dapat beberapa soalan dekat ruangan 'comments' dekat post tu pasal bidang yang aku tengah belajar ni. Mungkin selepas aku dah terangkan serba sedikit apa yang ada dalam bidang arkeologi ni, ada segelintir pembaca blog aku ni yang berminat nak menjadi ahli arkeologi. Alhamdulillah, rasa bangga pun ada, rasa terharu pun ada... TAPI Saudara sekalian, aku bukanlah orang yang sudah pun bekerja dalam bidang ni, apatah lagi orang yang berpengalaman dalam bidang arkeologi ni. Maka coretan kali ni ialah coretan secara rendah dirinya sebagai seorang hamba yang baru saja berjinak-jinak dalam bidang ni selama 15 bulan... (bukan 15 tahun ya!) Kepada sesiapa yang dah pun ba

Arkeologi?

“Archaeology is about everything.” – Mark Roberts, 11.06.2018 Memandangkan tak ramai orang buat course ni (setahu aku), mungkin orang tertanya-tanya apa yang ada dalam archaeology degree ni sebenarnya.  Bila lecturer aku cakap ‘everything’, memang dia maksudkan  everything .  Maaf kalau agak bias sebab besar kemungkinan aku akan kongsi daripada perspektif seorang pelajar UCL, instead of pelajar arkeologi secara amnya huehue Arkeologi ni, nak dipendekkan cerita, nak kaji cara hidup orang zaman dulu. Tapi, cara nak mengkaji tu sangatlah luas, therefore this subject is very, very interdisciplinary.   Hmm jadi, arkeologi ni, pasal apa sebenarnya?  1.        It is about history , politics , and economics Kalau nak faham orang, kita kena cuba letak diri kita kat tempat orang tu kan? Macam itulah arkeologi. Kalau nak tahu macam mana dan kenapa certain things happened in the past , kita kena tahu sejarah orang zaman dahulu, terutama sekali sebab k

"All is Well!"

"Orang kata, big challenges are for people with big heart " This post is going to be filled with loads of quotes, and the one I just begin my post with is one of the first quotes that comes to my mind when I feel like ' everyday is a tough day at this point '. And recently it has been a quote I am reminded of the most. This academic term has been the toughest time I have ever had in my university years so far. Moments of freaking out, worrying and stressing out while trying to sort things out were COUNTLESS. But anyway, that's life (okay while writing this phrase I literally sing the Frank Sinatra song 😂 so for the fun of it, let's just put that bit here hahaha). That's life (that's life) I tell ya, I can't deny it I thought of quitting, baby But my heart just ain't gonna buy it And if I didn't think it was worth one single try I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly *SIDETRACKED* (I am sorry for an early

Letting God

No incident in life is an accident. When my best friend first gave me the book 'The Art of Letting God' by Ustaz Mizi Wahid, I somehow had the gut that it will become something I really need in the not so distant future. Only a week after that I came to realise why Allah sent me the gift through her. Being a scholar of this one particular organisation (if you know, you know) for more than three years now, I have always been convinced (by my own self if not other people) that we will be guaranteed with a job by the time we graduate from universities. Not to say that I've been working less harder than I'm supposed to all this while, but I cannot deny that part of me has always been having this assurance that the beginning of my career is kinda sorted out by the time I got my degree scroll in a few years time. But...the reality turns out to be taking a whole different path; life seems to be harsher than what we initially thought. Little did I realise I was a bit dis

Oh My English!

"Are you born in Britain?" my Romanian teacher once asked me. "Is English your first language?" asked my British friend, Alex, a friend I made from my summer school. "Did you go to any English tuition class?" asked Ong, my internship colleague. Disclaimer:  do not put a high expectation on me! I can assure you that my English is not that good... well, the fact that I had to repeat my IELTS last time is one of the proofs hehe But I just feel like looking back at how I get to speak in English, (though not really fluently, just enough to be able to have a conversation with other people) given the fact that I am such a kampung girl and English is undoubtedly something very, very foreign to me. My family speak full Malay at home. My dad speaks Perak dialect in his hometown, while my mum speaks Javanese with her family. So maybe for the sake of simplicity, all of us have been using standard Malay as our first language despite living in Terenggan