IT'S not every Sunday you see an angel sitting next to Faery Pan, both heartily tucking into a plate of tapas.

I had been drawn towards the loud music in Little Stonegate and it was here that I spotted these two well costumed figures.

It should have come as no surprise because this was Area 51 territory, a very good rock band who were playing such ice cool numbers that even the angels presiding at each end of the street had turned to ice.

Climbing down the wall, there was an over-excited Father Christmas hoping to muscle in on their act.

Mart, the bass player, didn't look very impressed. It was a disappointment, however, to see so few people around to enjoy this pre-Christmas festivity.

I wondered whether this event had been properly advertised, because later that evening the Minster service had queues stretching into infinity.

Phil Shepherdson,

Chantry Close,

Woodthorpe,

York.

Updated: 10:31 Thursday, December 20, 2001