We left Newport at 2am on Friday night, after an evening in the pub, and traveled overnight to the Isle of White. Billy and I were woken up by Stan, our sound engineer talking loudly in his Brummy accent.
Some of us had hit the spirits hard on the bus on the way down and were finding the morning a little difficult.
Just inside the festival there was a place selling "all day breakfasts". Now you don't normally see that kind of attention to detail at a festival. Maggot went for the bacon and eggs sandwich.
on the way we went to the photo tent to have our picture taken for the Bestival year book.
This years theme was "Space" and about 80% of the festival goers had dressed up in really good costumes. This guy was the "Death Star".
Later on we all went back into the festival site and Billy, Mysti and me spent an hour looking for the others.
Eventualy we found them at the Rizla tent just as the Ragga Twins were about to go on.
The Ragga Twins are awesome.
We met up with the GLC's chief of security for the South Wales area, Big G.
Then it was time to get on the bus and get the ferry home. Some of the boys were in better shape than others.