no words, just positive dancing

i went to ashton court again on sunday. the big hill seemed just as hard to conquer, but my reward at the top was to see a angry man get arrested by the fuzz. we sat around for a bit, then made our way to see glenn tillbrook. yes, him who used to be in squeeze. here is a picture of him, for the benefit of sarah and kate...
 

 
then we wondered over to the main stage to catch the end of the stranglers. i had some overpriced, mediocre and lukewarm tempura whilst shaun entertained us with a dance.
 
last night i cooked up a storm in the kitchen, presenting my housemates with the best food they have ever eaten ever. i then rushed to john's house, because for the next two days, he is helping me continue my social cyclone project. a spanner in the works! i was supposed to be playing badminton with sarah tomorrow, but she has obviously got jealous of my current popular lifestyle as the man about town, and has decided to compete with me. to this end, she is going out tonight, and, from what she says, won't be going home until sunday. this is reckless, as she is taking on a champion. she is attempting a crazy schedule of other people's work parties, and photography of her brother's wedding. she cannot win.
 
we found the fleece and firkin full of people, which indicated to me that we had arrived on the correct night to see kathryn williams. i would say that this was my favourite gig of the year so far; i just totally love her voice, her look, and her music. this time she played quite a few covers, to reflect the content her last record. i got so excited i bought a t-shirt. from now on i am definitely only going to listen to kathryn williams.