A day of three halves, and no football

Back at the house, cleaning, in the morning, with Cari, and the day could only improve from here. Didn't really get that much done, not so as you would notice anyway.

Back to uncle's for lunch, then across to the other side of the Island for the afternoon. Went up to the festival site and blagged ourselves media passes for the festival - Cari is quite chuffed and feeling self-important. Then much of the afternoon seemed to be spend driving around Douglas looking for parking places between two meetings with website clients, which both went well.

Stocked up on some grub for the festival before going back to Greeba for tea, then back out to the festival for the evening. Our passes got us quick entry to the festival parking and skipped the queue to the venue and straight into the pit at the front of the stage for prime position for photos and to watch the gig. Cari was now ultra chuffed and very smug looking. I did feel (unusually) inadequate though seeing the size of the other photographers' equipment, and I guess they got much better photos, but I got a few good ones, including this one of the Saturdays.