Festival time..

After yesterdays rain and a night spent listening to rain on the tent, it was a pleasant surprise to get some breaks in the clouds.

A good breakfast and some tea, then to getting the tent dry, packed into the car, let down all the bed and chairs, and then off home.

My lovely Lady was in good form after yesterday and we chatted about the day before. I dried the tent out on the line and then folded and packed all the stuff away.

A nice little sit in the garden and then down to the Party in the park..the sun shone on us for the first few hours and then shadow fell. Kids running around and the smell of Hog roast, merrily drunk folks waving flags, different acts on the stage and twirling dancers on the grass. To watch people having such harmless fun, good old fashioned fun, did MY heart good. The evening drew on and I had to go home to say goodbye to my wife (working a night shift!) and I think that it will be nice to sit and watch the rest of the proceedings on the box....

It has been a fab weekend...we have partied no matter what.....enjoyed being part of the UK, proud for a change...we really should do this more often!!!!!