Born in NYC, Daniel Kane is now a British citizen and professor of American poetry at the University of Sussex. Here he's shown trying to catch a mackarel or two for dinner, but without success. It was cold and drizzling, so after about ten minutes of this nonsense, we retreated to the Red Lion for some excellent ale and, at Daniel's suggestion, pickled eggs. Having never tried it, I was blown away by the sublimity of its, uh, pointlessness--Why am I doing this? Why?--but Daniel quickly educated me by evoking the seafaring poignancy that bitch slaps you with each sour bite. I do have something over Daniel, however. I've tried a much more bracing English delicacy, jellied eels.
Also, this photo was taken in Hove, and not Brighton, although the two cities do merge into one another.