Front row of the Super Furry Animals in the early evening sunshine

I have seen the Super Furry Animals before. Not long after Jason and I started courting, we all went to the Barrowlands to see them. I thoroughly enjoyed it, despite only knowing one song. The Golden Retriever one. It's probably called Golden Retriever. Since then, Jason moved in and subjected me to many many hours of the Super Furry Animals. And a joy it has been. Their music is brilliant. The reason I'm explaining this background is that we were in the front row on Saturday merely feet away from the stage and I recognised every song that they played. It was an excellent set by a superior band. Or as Jess would say - awesome!

At the city zoo, Paul Kelly pets a wee fluffy rabbit

At the city zoo, Paul Kelly agreed to pet a rabbit for me for the purposes of a photo. Awww. It was a lovely, fluffy rabbit.

Ben & Jerry's Sundae Festival

And so to the Ben & Jerry's Sundae Festival! It was a great day out. 12-8pm and lots of things to do with bands on in the background. A coconut shy, as much free ice-cream as you can eat, some lovely food stalls, a city zoo, och loads of stuff. The bands were Telegraphs, Marina and the Diamonds, Tommy Reilly, King Creosote, I am Kloot, Teenage Fan Club and Super Furry Animals. It was a great line up. And a lovely sunny day. Free sun tan lotion too. And all for £8.50 a ticket. I would recommend it to everyone.

How many horses in Camden?

Arriving early in the morning off the nightbus, we had a few hours to kill in London. We took a stroll down to Parliament (see other post) and then decided to use our zonecard to zip up to Camden Market. Unfortunately, we arrived a wee bit too early for the market - but we did have a wee stroll around. It had changed since the fire and there is a definite order to the market now. It's almost like a proper shopping mall now - although an extremely quirky one! The site was an equestrian hospital in its day and there are plenty of reminders of its past throughout the market. As you can see.

Campers at Parliament

Inside the Houses of Parliament compound is a special security barrier that looked heavy-duty & pretty anti-terrorist in its strength. It just seemed out of place sitting right next to a wonderful gothic building. Sign of the times, I suppose. That's not what this blog is about, though. My attention was drawn to the row of tents that are erected on the grass opposite the gates to Parliament. I had never heard of them before but they have been there for years, protesting various world injustices. I did a very quick Google search and found out that Brian Haw has been camped there since 2001, an anti-war protester. A very strange existence and one that takes a level of dedication that I don't encounter from anyone I know, myself included. David Cameron is not a fan, though... http://www.politics.co.uk/news/legal-and-constitutional/cameron-will-ban-parliament-demo--$1312526.htm

Vive le revolution!

Scotty Boy's House

This is the house my brother shares in Clapham. It's a lovely wee place and it was a welcome break to go there in the morning after the nightbus for a bacon sarnie and a shower. He stays in Clapham, ten minutes away from the park where the festival was. It was nice to see him and where he stays. We also accidentally banged into him on the way back into town too. Added bonus.

Friday night to Sunday morning

After the floorboard/leaking pipe disaster we finally got to put the varnish on the floor and finished the last coat at half nine on Friday night, shut the door behind us and headed for the bus station for the start of our adventure to London. Yes, we were getting the nightbus to London for an all-day concert in Clapham Common, London and then a SECOND nightbus home in time for Sunday morning.

Does anyone know what movie that wee door was in? I'm thinking a) Harry Potter, b) The Da Vinci Code or c)a Bond movie. Anyone remember?