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More doing nothing much. In the afternoon we sidled into the rain to see the Reading Carnival, which was incidentally on the same day as the Golden Jubilee celebrations. It was great - mostly black, lots of drums and steel orchestras, some Mardi Gras costumes, and no Traditional English Anything. Even the flag-seller was selling tiny Union Jacks and large Irish tricolours. Reading is very... mixed. In the evening we went to see Attack of the Clones, which Niamh and I thought was crap. We think it's because we didn't grow up on Star Wars - we grew up on Oklahoma and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers and My Fair Lady. Star Wars just leaves us so, so cold.