Nosemonkey's EUtopia

In search of a European identity

Last night of the Summer

Last Night of the Proms

It was a good day – almost enough to make up for the rest of this summer being so interminably grey and boring. We won the football, we won the rugby and we won the cricket. Then it was all wrapped up with a picnic in Hyde Park and the last night of the Proms, singing Land of Hope and Glory, Rule Britannia, Jerusalem and God Save the Queen in a group in which I was the only Brit. Hurrah!

(But why were us poor sods in the park subjected to such an interminable amount of Will sodding Young for Christ’s sake? I’m sure he’s a lovely chap and has a pleasant enough voice, but since when has blandly derivative manufactured pop counted as classical music?)