Lovely view of London, and look it's the ever so phallic gherkin
Well if babylon was the thames river. Anyway, a few months ago I went on a cruise around the river thames to witness the ever so hectic views that is Mordor Lundun. The entire afternoon/evening was lovely, the sky had a nice shade of blue and there were enough clouds to imagine a biblical army taking place in the skies (if the army were blobs of white stuff anyway). There was a free bar and a wonderful blues duo who played all the oldskool tunes in their own bluesy and oldskool way, the singer reminded me of a female version of thom yorke due to her lazy eye, she also had that swaying dance you can only get from our quirky lead vocalist from radiohead (but a more toned down one, it was more about the lazy eye i think). Her microphone was the proper condenser microphones you get back in the 60’s (not that I remember much of the 60’s) and they had a cute little mixer that routed to the PA system (the kind that makes you go awwh, it only has two channels teehee and then probably cause a social faux pas by mentioning anything technical).
Of course don’t forget about the food, though you might as well have to be honest, we had canapés (which i insist on pronouncing it as can-apes (just without the pause if that makes sense)) but that consisted of cold sandwiches, cold chicken drumsticks (with tin foil wrapped at the bottom to prevent any uncouthness), cold samosas, cold springrolls and more cold sandwiches. Luckily I was able to ninja in a bacon bagel before I went in (mmm hot food) so dinner was sorted. I suppose the rest of the evening was spent lounging about and taking underexposed arty portrait shots of people and having folks take staged random portraits of me.
The entire evening was spent gallivanting (not literally gallivanting, but i just like using the word) and listening to the blues band play songs such as Moon River and Music to watch the girls go by. I seemed to be the only one appreciating her performance whilst the others drank their spirits and ate their cold canapés (did you pronounce it like can-apes this time?), i was the only one clapping after every song and she gave me an appreciative smile that gave a “thank you for clapping, i know most of the people are too busy talking and drinking but it’s nice to see someone sitting down and actually listening to us perform” feel to it (if you can actually put so much writing in just a smile anyway). It’s a crying shame when musicians don’t get enough appreciation, really brings a virtual tear to my virtual eye. I tried pestering (and by pester I mean asking him once) the pianist into letting me have a go on the piano but he said no 
I thought people would appreciate me playing a rendition of tetris and perhaps have a russian dance session going on, but alas, he probably assumed I was one of “those” people who claim to think they can play but in fact can only do cliché easy to learn tunes such as “chopsticks” or whatever kids learn these days.
Anyway, here’s some photos of the evening. I also took a photo of a boat that I really wanted to ride in but it terms out only people from the navy can ride that, we shall call it, the boat with the guns. There was also a guy paddling his way behind us, I cheered him on a bit (and he smiled) then got bored and went to the other side of the boat to wave at other boats who had thumping techno music on (you know, the kinda of boat you wish you were in), it’s fun when people wave back, you’ll discover that people in Londonions are quite a reserved breed. Anyway, less banter, more photos.
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