Lovebox 2005

My first real UK rave and a pack of ravers have been taking up my time this week...

On Tuesday in the Commons saw the railway dream moved one step closer to becoming a reality with the second reading debate lasting a number of hours (no less that 18 MPs spoke). I was glad to hear some of the words penned by one's own hand coming out of the mouths of Liberal Democrats and the odd Tory (which they tend to be), alas the government had the numbers and the Bill was agreed and referred Select Committee for further dream therapy!

In the carriage of the debate it become clear very quickly that the government had not been fully briefed on the dream or on the sleep process for that matter. I have never seen such reliance on the advisor's box in all my time in the parliamentary game (well about 11 years), there was more movement than a Rave... those railway bureaucrat's really took a hammering... Stupidity? ignorance? or just plane incompetence? who can tell...

The experience has really changed my opinion of the box... with 6 advisors going nuts! It's a love box of its own!

Which brings me to the Rave... Lovebox required a cab to get me from the Park and off to Victoria Park (not as good as St James's) where we met fellow travelers at an old boxing pub for a few beers before the big game... it became clear that the locals had not been informed or at the very least understood that 20,000 or so people would be looking for a beer on a Saturday morning/afternoon before they went to the park down the road... you must understand that this pub is your typical old man's pub with that patented old man and beer soaked carpet smell about it... needless to say the service was a little slow with all the regular bar flies (who just happened to be there at 11:30 AM on a Saturday morning) roped in to pull beers... they ran out of Carlsberg very quickly... there entire weeks supply of two kegs... gone!

The more observant amongst the group would have noticed to look of disappointment on the inner city types face when the cocktail menu was not available and there was no sight of pimms jugs... there was however a boxing theme and enough room out the back for a few summer ales before the afternoon took over...

GROOVE ARMADA were great as were Mylo... thanks to our neighbor's for organisational matters and the sholder rubs!