Return from the road

Just back from three nights camping in Dorset at the splendid End Of The Road festival, and am tired, happy and achey. On arriving home I immediately flung myself into a profoundly necessary and delightful shower, and am now slowly recovering on my bed. The festival was super - great bands, good weather, a small crowd of friendly, cheerful people and a really beautiful site, in the grounds of Larmer Park. We spent much of our time not chasing from stage to stage but sat in folding chairs reading our books and admiring the view, eating burritos or walking through paths which were shared with hooting peacocks by day and laced with fairy lights after dark. We drove home this afternoon, sticky, greasy-haired and grinning. Plenty on the music, and some nice photos, to follow.