Me-tal-li-CA!

So, it turns out that Metallica really do exist! They are not just a figment of my fevered imagination - how exciting. They delivered a storming performance as expected, though seeing them at the O2 is just a little bit like watching on a really really really big TV, or perhaps inside a space ship that could take off and you would never know. Their clothes are an entertaining span of several rock decades (70s cut off shirt and drainpipes; 80s-90s basic blacks; 2000s baggy shorts and socks...). Sad but True was the highlight for me - even made it worth further transport battles with the absent Jubilee line. Replacement bendy bus to Stratford after midnight, anyone?