Notting Hill Carnival 2

Back in work for 7am. Back in position by 11am. Let the unceasing noise assault of my ears commence.
A generally good natured day. Let me be clear - my loathing of the carnival isn't for the people who attend, and/or participate. It's for the ridiculous hours I am forced to work.
Anyway, some great costumes (a lot of work) and now it's over for another year. They let us head back to base at 11pm. In bed by just past midnight.

So that's 32 hours worked out of 48. I've got the week off (forward planning). And ...relax...