The land that time forgot

From the Guardian, June 7th, 2001

“Slowly, we were moving into North Laine, which is Brighton’s hippy area. This really is the land that time forgot. It’s lovely.

The Organic Coffee House, Vegetarian Shoes, second-hands CDs of Buddhist chants, the Hemp Shop, falafel bars, Oddballs: the anti-gravity experts, several shops selling stuff which is only marginally legal, and, puzzlingly, Sussex Fitted Kitchens.

The visitors were all looking ‘groovy’, ‘mellow’ and ‘laid back’; the shopkeepers, by contrast, were obsessed with crime, since thefts of wind chimes and stone carved Sanskrit talismans are, apparently, rampant.

And where are the police when you see some scoundrel legging it with a hammered brass joss stick holder and a cress-flavour yoghurt sandwich?”