Sun 22nd of August 2010 – Gay Bar Soho

I must have somehow stumbled in a bar where the waiters go undressed and are twins?

Spent the weekend at V-Festival (from which the picture above isn't), which I found utterly depressing.

Perhaps because I'm not as into music as most people in the world and especially in England seem to be.

Or because we were working in the VIP section which is basically a mixed heap of commercial crap and celebrities, B-celebrities and bored people that all have to be seen to promote their celebrity career or that perhaps don't really know what else to do with their spare time or that got given free tickets because they're a friend of a cousin of a friend of Richard Branson (sponsored by Virgin).

And where they're not allowed to serve you a wisky unless the exact same wisky that is physically within arms reach is diluted with coke first.

Anyway, my excuse was that I got paid and being with friends (that also got paid) also helps. And perhaps I even took some nice shots which you then might see later.

Sorry about the long rant :)