Cor! what memories...Saturday night in 'Swifts' in the 70s, the bars were awash with Brighton's equivalent of Essex girls, all little black numbers and black stilettos. It was a standard precursor to a night at 'The Suite' across the road. The overcrowding was ridiculous and converstation impossible. A proper West St Saturday night pub.

I don't believe it! We first met purely by chance in this pub in October 1979 - I was on a boys' night out with some fellow RN shipmates, pulled into Brighton Marina for the one night on a sail-training yacht from Gosport - Kim on a girly night out with her fellow nurses from West Sussex County Hospital. We married in 1981 and, nearly 30 years later, I was googling for some nostalgia pics for our "memoires" & found this! Agree with Geoff's comment above - it was a miracle I trapped Kim as neither of us could hear a word that was said between us! (But managed to scribble her phone number!) ... The rest is history!