Brothers and Sisters

June 17, 2007

Last weekend, we popped over to the South Bank for the relaunch of the Royal Festival Hall. The place was buzzing with a peculiarly British sense of excitement brought on by that rarest of combinations – free entertainment and good weather. The chorizo sizzled on the barbeque, the kids screamed in the water scuplture and Billy Bragg presided over it all in an avuncular fashion. There aren’t many people in this day and age who can get away with addressing a crowd as ‘Brothers and Sisters’, but our Billy is the exception. As the Thames flowed past on his left and the London Eye continued its slow orbit behind his head, an extra twinkle in his eye seemed to add a footnote: that despite the continued oppression of the proletariat, this was still a mighty fine day.

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