Well it was a fantastic day, very hot and sticky? I left Plymouth 4 am to get to London at 9 am, the parade started at around 1-15 pm (so I managed to catch up on local shops and Soho) one of the biggest of its kind in London. For most of the afternoon London centre was closed to traffic untill about 4pm, there where more guys in speedos than you can shake a stick at. Drag Queens,beef cakes and muscle maries, painted torsoes, wild dresses, and in some cases no dresses, a naked guy in the fountains at trafalger square.
Pink Union flags as Britan lost the football match.He.
A voice from a girl in the crowed shouted Hay I know you, you are from Plymouth, it was a girl from Plymouth who left the city to join her girl friend in London
I ran a marathon up and down the procession taking loads of pictures as well as video,
A guy tried to show me around his pink double decker bus whilst the procession was in full swing, he was trying to sell it to me and showed me the pscychodelic light system up staires, as guys in white scimpy shorts ran past us on the bus.
It all moved on to Trafalger Square.
I left trafalger square as I thought that just talking about the politics of being gay at such an event was a bit of an anti climax.
Great to see Ken Livingstone though.
A great day with a lot of photographic and usable memories, and well worth going.
I got back to Plymouth at 5 am in in a ragging thunderstorm the next morning.
Not sure how much the pink Union jacks are but I would like to own one.