The
weekend was catching up with old friends and arms in the air to Basement Jaxx. Brixton
Academy was awash with colour, costumes and happy vibes. A singer dressed in
clouds and a take over from giant raving robots. Perfect for letting your hair
down and getting away from it. Sunday, cue hangover. A swimming lesson for my
son, then off to Fulham for the football on the Thames. As my team played like
they were on horse tranquilisers, rowers swept past and tiny yachts sauntered
through. As I write this, tiredeness has taken hold. It is time for some shut
eye…
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