I went for the first time ever to the Proms in the Park. It was a lovely day for it and we had a very impressive picnic array and lots to drink.
No amount of drink however could have prepared me for Barry Manilow. Apart from looking like a preserved head Futurama style, he really was singing quite badly. At one point he appeared to be slurring. He was saved in one song by the appearance of the eternally perky John Barrowman, and that's probably saying something.
I was also slightly distrubed by the singing of rule britannia by lots of flag waving, middle class, drunkards. But I did like the fireworks.