I went to the "rise against racism" festival in finsbury park. I only got there just before 6pm after work. The musisc was great the people were having fun apart from a bunch of skinheads(they called themselves such) and fitted in with the skinhead stereotype. They went mad when the ska-talites were playing "simmer down" and threw themselves all over us. I had to push back. I didn't need the aggro.

I was embarssed though when some guy tapped me on the shoulder and kept poiting to his phone. I didnt know what he wanted. He pointed to the camera (it was a nokia phone). So he wanted me to take a picture of a group of them. Great! My phone is the simplest nokia, no camera, not even a calender(i have lost 4 phones, it makes sense now). So I asked them which button to press to which they burst out laughing. I felt such an idiot. Then, i couldnt get them in focus because there was a dark shadow on the monitor hiding their faces. So i pointed at it and asked the guy what it was and to get rid of it. It turned out my fingers were obscuring the lens. Doh! I have never felt so silly. I couldnt even laugh at myself.

Who in this day and age soes not know how a camera phone works? Me and a friend asked me tonight to come and help fix a problem with his apple mac. i cuouldnt