The West Pier, Brighton. Was designed by Eugenius Birch and opened in 1866. It was the first pier to be Grade I listed in Britain but has become increasingly derelict since its closure in 1975. Here it is today, a sad and sorry site for sore eye’s. The i360 has been built where the pier entrance used to be.
Now, a poem by Catherine Mansfield – The Opal Dream Cave
In an opal dream cave I found a fairy: Her wings were frailer than flower petals – Frailer far than snowflakes. She was not frightened, but poised on my finger, Then delicately walked into my hand. I shut the two palms of my hands together And held her prisoner. I carried her out of the opal cave, Then opened my hands. First she became thistledown, Then a mote in a sunbeam, Then – nothing at all. Empty now is my opal dream cave.