The scene was set just two days before Blair was ousted in a fat-scot-boy coup, who's not so fat these days. He's been to the gym to get trim for the new position.

The evening stayed dry, the music, spontaneous rap and prose was damn fine. Police stayed well away, although one helicopter, little boys with big toys (£10,000 every time you see one in the air), decided to scout the scene circling for five minutes, then disappeared behind a rooftop mounted CCTV camera.

Good times with just plain good people.

OB