The sun might come and go, but there’s always something burning bright in Brighton: Pride marches, political protests, sweaty fringe gigs, swimmers slicing through the waves… not to mention your calves firing up the hills. One weekend you’ve got the naked bike ride, the next a drag brunch or a dusk parade with a mythical fox set on fire (really, just read on).
This is a city built on pleasure, freedom and independent spirit – from its hedonistic Georgian roots to the unfiltered joy of…

