London - getting nostalgic

So far I've stayed in London for one and a half weeks and I'm leaving again tomorrow.
I wanted to see some old friends and colleagues, which worked out quite good, and to see a bit of London I haven't seen so far, which didn't work out that much, due to a cold i picked up back in Germany and my general laziness.
On Saturday (the 3rd) I was at the summer festival of the German School London, where I met up with former classmates and teachers. Ame old, same old: talking about what's been happening in the last year and so on, except I did have an intense conversation about Ghanaian politics with my former class and history teacher, Mr Stuewe. To be fair, I did more of the talking and he did more of the listening, which seemed to annoy the others, who wanted to talk to him as well...
On Wednesday Sandy (my friend and host) went to see Little Venice and Trafalgar square. He wasn't very pleased by little Venice, because he expected it to be more like Venice in some sort of way, which it isn't really. However, it's still beautiful. Judge for yourself!After that we went to see the public plinth at Trafalgar square. This time it was me, who had too high expectations. I was thinking more on the line of Monty Python's the life of Brian with satanist ranting about decay of human kind. Instead it was a guy in a red suit jumping around and clapping his hand. While Sandy, being a bloody Christian, went into the next church, I scribbled a bit on the floor in front of the National Gallery. No, I wasn't vandalizing. Two guys distributed chalk to write whatever comes to mind. Most people including myself weren't very inventive, so I'm not going to post the picture of it :)
We then met up with Paul, who stayed for two nights also at Sandy's. On Thursday Paul and I went to the DSL Mr Stuewe asked us to talk to his class abut our experiences abroad: Paul about Shanghai and I about Ghana. I think Stuewe enjoyed it more than his class.
Friday night was pub night in Uxbridge, meeting my old colleagues from Testronics, which was really nice.
On Sunday I unexpectedly received a call from my former neighbour asking me whether Sandy and I wanted to go the Oasis concert at Wembley, because he had spare tickets. With out a lot of thinking I agreed and so we went there together with my neighbour and his son. We missed the first band Reverend and The Makers and only caught the last two songs of The Enemy, which wasn't too bad because frontman is an ugly twat :)
Nevertheless, after that Kasabien was on, which was great. Last but not least, Oasis came on and after a slow start they rocked the stage. My companions weren't as impressed, but they only knew two songs by Oasis: Wonderwall and Don't look back in anger.

Apart from that Sandy and I mainly watched movies, played Fifa 09 and chilled out.