Goodness! It’s been the kind of weekend that weekends were invented for. Full of music and unexpected invitations and art and nature and suggits ice cream and nice people and sunshine and Futureheads and good food and old friends and Field Music and free booze. Lots of free booze. So hoorah for all that. I’m pooped.

All that was missing was… ah well, I can’t do anything about that. Oh, and maybe a band with big, strange eyes having a lovely singalong. I can do something about that at least…