Beasts and beer

As usual its quiet Sunday time where after a visit to see my nana (hello nana) its planning the following weeks dinner, watching the 39 steps (in which my favourite bit has just occurred where a drugged Robert Powell is flying along a ramp in a wheel chair, you might just have to watch it to see what I mean). The Leicester beer festival is in its last day today, I went over on Friday night where amongst drinks called things like Roman Orgy and 2010 a beer odessey, my friend found a 12 percent beer called Bazs Bonce Blower which apparently had its desired effect.
Last night saw two notable events...A) The Wild beasts played at Leicester University supported by Erland and the carnival, both very good indeed I was particularly surprised by how upbeat the wild beasts proved to be live as I had some concern it would all be very shoe gazery, but thankfully everything was rather uptempo (as these modern guitar combos tend to be) oh and the sound quality was brilliant.
B) Ive become rather interested in tweed
C) Curse you ebay
D) Last night was the final opening for the Charlotte before, I am led to believe, Demontfort University converts it to flats (it seems gradually the university is taking over Leicester, but hey theres no way they would not listen to public opinion forcing a weak willed council to do its bidding... ohhh)
Anyway I actually didnt want to go to the final night at the Charlotte, mainly because I like my memories (ohh memories) and I knew seeing it in its final state would be rather sad, although its not like the charlotte was ever clean thats part of its charm but still. Sadly my uncle wasnt very well (although it was in no way any relation to the beer festival I should stress) so I ended up with his ticket and it was more or less as I thought with the upstairs picked clean, each of the small atic rooms seemed to hold a collection (gaggle? mob?) of shouty youths or old people reminiscing (im the second one obviously, or am I the shouty old person?) while a collection of bands saw out the night. Right off to roast chicken