I went to a WW2 day in Bletchley with Sophie, my Gran, my Mum and my Auntie. It was a nice day.
I couldn’t help but notice the similarities and differences between that and other similar holiday weekends that I’ve had over the years. And those Twitter messages streaming in from the Detroit Electronic Music Festival (#demf) weren’t helping much.
The queue for the party stretched round the block:
Security was tight, but just right:
But the long arm of the law was never far away:
As usual the promoter was looking pretty pleased with himself:
People were totally loving it:
And the dancefloor was totally going off:
The DJ totally rocked it:
Like I said. Same same but very different ;-)