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This weekend we played our sole European festival of this year in Lisbon, Portugal. This was our first ever show in Portugal, so was exciting for that reason alone. It was also a rare situation where we arrived in the city the day before the gig, so we actually had time to do stuff and see sights, which was a rare and very welcome treat. Here are some snaps and notes on the weekend.
We departed from Bristol airport on Friday morning. This meant leaving Cardiff at 4:40AM. Myself and Neil had slept for just a single hour. In hindsight, it seems we may still have been drunk by the time we checked in.
Ollie’s had a haircut and looks really buff(er) as a result. I described him as looking like Tom Cruise in Top Gun, which, as the above photo attests, is completely accurate. Here Ollie is watching Late Of The Pier play and giving a “thumbs up” gesture to the words “Super Bock” behind him. Super Bock is a Portugese lager, popular with English football hooligans, like ourselves. We allowed our song Death To Los Campesinos! to be used in an advertisment for it. This works out really well for everybody involved, because
a) We get a bit of dosh, and people in Portugal have hard of us, so we get to do this festival.
b) Super Bock gets a top quality pop tune to go on its advert
c) You get to see this picture of Ollie.
The next day, prior to our pop concert, a group of five of us set off into Lisbon to see the sights and get sun burnt. Usually I don’t like sight seeing, I prefer Football Manager, but I had some big transfer deadline based decisions to mull over, and thought the fresh air would do me some good. Here, I can be seen posing with a big poster advertising Cristiano Ronaldo. I believe it was a succesful advertising campaign as he has, of course, been sold. Note that I am mimicking Ollie’s above pose.
We walked for ‘bloody miles’ in the search of Lisboa’s castle. When we arrived, we stopped at a lovely little cafe for sustenance. Ollie, Tom and Neil had a custard tart each. See above.
We walked past a house which had this little bird cage nailed to the side of it. Lovely stuff. This is something I’d definitely like to see more of.
The castle was home to some incredible views. Well worth the blagged two and a half Euro entry, thanks to our expired Student cards.
This is Ollie stood next to a sunflower. I’m very lucky that Ollie is always very happy to humour my near constant requests that he pose for photos.
After that, we walked down to the sea, which was absolutely beautiful tbqh.
On the way back, after the metro ride, we saw a poster with our name on it. As you can see, the line up on our day was sadly rather uninspired. I would have liked to have seen Lykke Li and Black Eyed Peas, but in the end I was far too drunk/tired to stick around. Mainland Europe parties far too late for me.
Our concert was a lot of fun. We played a lot better than we should have, considering the minimal practise time we had before hand, and the crowd was incredibly lovely. Got some good football banter in during the set, we totally hammed up the Super Bock business, and my foot went through the stage. Saw something similar on 999 once and the fella lost his leg, so I got off lightly, al in all.
This morning, at a civilised time, for a change, we flew back to Bristol. Ellen’s a big kinder egg fan. She bought a three pack, and this was one of her gifts. Whilst I was taking this photograph, the arriving flight disembarked and from it emerged CARDIFF CITY FOOTBALL CLUB!! Serious. Whilst I was taking this photo, Tom was laughing because apparently some ginger lad who plays for them gave me a dirty look, either for sitting on the floor, or taking this photo, or for not being ginger, I assume. Couldn’t say. Anybody know who he might have been?
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