About 8 I climbed out of bed and went in search of a toilet. And it was a classic morning. Low grey mist hanging over everything. A couple of hours later it has all burned off leaving warm sun and a blue sky. My early morning wellies exchanged for sandals and a bowl of cereal and I’m out here waiting for the music to start.

A few “infrastructure” problems showed up starting last night. Seems like there was a bit of a water shortage and a bunch of toilets were closed at bedtime, making for that uneasy feeling that it might all go terribly wrong. But this morning seems like it is all pretty much up and running again, though I still haven’t mamanged to find a working shower. (Yesterday’s ‘shower’ was more like a cold, dripping tap).

Yesterday afternoon – - spent most of it hanging around the Puppets a go Go tend with the friends and caught a little bit of music at the Folkey Dokey stage inside the Baskerville Hall. The best there was Andrew Hockey. He was kindof shy and self effacing like Ed Kuepper, but when he was singing and playing guitar it was deep and heartful.

Really missed seeing anything on the main stage last night. We were having a quite a party at Adam and Rachael’s campsite, then I took Bea back to the tent and ended up staying there myself. I better go and see some of the good stuff today.

It has just gone eleven and the music has started up. I’m off to have a look.