More Cambridge

Well, the journey down was uneventful, due to leaving at 10am and missing the rush hour. It meant that we arrived in Cambridge after the AA had put the signs out! I have been there early enough for there to be one sad sign from the motorway, then it was guesswork, tears and tantrums all the way.

We managed to set up near the duckpond (there were a few nearer spots, but they were a bit too near the toilets/teenagers hangout zone to be worth it) and ended up near some good musicians. There are loads of enthusiastically bad ones, and it seems mean to criticise! But this lot were fine.


Campsite Security, Duckpond end.






That sorted, and down to the serious business of bands and beer with Iain and Ariel.


The little girl in this photo is Hayley, who has a thing about pretending to be a lion. She is attempting to give Iain a bit of a mauling.



The problem with trying to take pics of bands at Cambridge, if you are enjoying yourself then you don't want to bother with pictures much. But Jonny Crescendo was back; and here's the photo of the dalek and the blues recordings, mentioned in the earlier post.







And of course I had to get a picture of the wonderful Allen Toussaint!







It was a tough call but the best act of the festival was Richard Hawley. Last minute replacement for John Hiatt, clearly nervous, he stole the show.









The cat is the Reservoir Mog, Cherry Hinton chapter. He is sulking in this pic. Just about to do some serious claw sharpening on his favourite tree (ie, the one with bunting on!) and some kids scared him off. Hope they were sick for the rest of the festival...









And as usual, there were assorted nutters running around in fancy dress, doing theatre things. Apologies to the PE teachers and the Flowerpot men, I didn't get them on camera











And finally, was it just me? Or can anyone else see a Chinese dragon chasing a ball, in this cloud formation?