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Gosh, I have been slack about updating this recently. Lack of easy access to a computer, I think, due to mine still being at Trinity and G's being the only one at our new place, with limited connectivity atm, and G using it pretty much all the time he's awake (he's asleep right now :-)
Last Tuesday was the Calling, which was great. Was it my imagination, or was turnout rather low this time? Anyway, danced much, drank much, chatted much - the usual. Don't actually remember a great deal about it! Oh yes, GC gave us a lift back afterwards, which was nice of him. And people kept giving me pixie sticks too.
On Thursday night GB and EB had a partyette at their new place on Alpha Road - lovely big house, lots of staircases. We watched Ring, which was quite fun, though not at all scary, as people keep claiming. Had to leave a bit earlier than G really wanted to, as he had to go to the jobcentre early the next morning for his 13th-week interview or something like that. Anyway, they seem happy that he is still looking for a job. (He IS still looking for a job :-)
On Saturday we went to London. We're really close to the station, which is nice and convenient. Got Cambridge Cruiser to King's Cross, then somehow got free tube journey to Knightsbridge where we were supposed to meet DE, who had our tickets. A couple of phonecalls later, we located him, and wandered through Hyde Park for a bit. Then entered the concert area. The Cranes were playing first (well, second actually, but we hadn't been interested in hearing the first guys). DE really rated the Cranes, but I can't really stand female vocalists, especially ones who sound like small children. The guitarists were quite good though. The singer also annoyed me by her habit of bouncing up and down in a slow but intense sort of way every time she started a new line.
Went and got some overpriced hot food (and free ice cream, bizarrely) while Mogwai played. G and I didn't feel like paying the utterly ridiculous prices for alcohol, so we stayed sober. DE gritted his teeth, however, and coughed up about L15 for 4 Reef-like things. Oh, we ran into

giolla and

gothslut too.
Then went back into main area and up near the front for the Cure. They were great; very enjoyable, even though I'm not particularly a Cure fan. (There's only a couple of Cure songs I could probably think of off the top of my head, and they didn't play either of them! But they did play a few that were fairly familiar to me.) G clearly had a wonderful time and was delighted to have seen them. So I dare say it was worth the fairly extreme ticket prices (L32.50 each).
Afterwards, DE recovered his camera battery which they'd confiscated, and we got on the tube to London Bridge. Then got on a Connex train to Woolwich without tickets, which rather worried me, but G and DE insisted that no one ever checks tickets on those trains at that time of day. In Woolwich, caught a bus to where David and Donna live, for their party. It was an exremely hot day; we'd done loads of travelling, often having to stand, and had stood throughout the Cure's set as well. So I was pretty shattered by the time we got to the party. I drank a little, played with their cats, played a bit of some strange Playstation game involving cartoon monkeys in translucent balls, and then fell asleep on the sofa. G had told me D&D had many spare beds in their house, so we'd get somewhere nice to sleep that night, but in fact it turned out we'd been allocated the futon in the living room, and everyone was still occupying the living room (it being only 3am). So G arranged for me to sleep temporarily in one of the rooms upstairs. Their cats were having some kind of battle under the bed there, and I couldn't easily extract them, so I left the door open so they could escape if they needed to. So it was very noisy, and I didn't manage to sleep really. At about 6am, G came and asked me to move, as some other people wanted to sleep where I was. So I moved to a single bed in a different room, which had been intended for DE. It was absolutely covered in soft toys. I was just falling asleep there, when (perhaps 7am) G came and joined me, saying that everyone was still partying in the living room. I moved the soft toys and we both slept in the very narrow single bed. It was extremely hot and uncomfortable.
About 10.30, I woke and felt inclined to get up. G was sleeping the sleep of the dead by now. I went downstairs and watched the others (who had apparently been up all night) play further games with monkeys in balls. About 2pm, Donna asked me to wake G up. The intention was to go to a park nearby for a bit. However, at 4pm, people were still faffing about playing games and putting on makeup, so I suggested to G that we should just go straight home, since it would take some time. With some reluctance, he agreed, so we got a bus, a Connex train, a tube and then a slowish intercity train back to Cambridge, arriving about 7pm. Were both very hungry and thirsty and hot. Made dinner, had bath, went to bed. G stayed up playing Counterstrike :-)