Foam

Saturday started in the traditional festival way - loud middle class brats walking among the tents yelling to each other and then a queue for the loos. Then dressed and off in search of coffee and a bacon roll. The day involves wandering between stages watching bands you've never heard of and aren't likely to seek out or hanging around the kids' area while they play.

Sock wrestling was a bit of a highlight with Ewan and some other wee lad fighting three times - two draws and then the other lad won 2-1 in the final bout. 

After that some fool decided that organising the kids into two teams - shaving foam and glitter - would be a good idea. We'll be finding glitter for months now.