Best memory of Brighton - 1996 - winning large on the dogs in Wimbledon one night (I had a Czech girlfriend at the time and she picked the winner on the basis that its name began with an 'M', like hers), going to club UK in Wandsworth - tearing it up til sunrise then hopping in a cab to Brighton to watch the sun come up.
Did that then went to a tea-room near Hove. Sitting in said tea-room - full of blue-rinse biddies - reading a newspaper article about breast cancer. Czech GF says in very loud and heavily-accented voice, "Vot's 'nipples'?" about 5 BRB's instantly have heart attacks and I nearly pee myself laughing.
ahhhh - happy days.