We woke to a complete bomb site. The campsite now looks (and feels) like a refugee camp – it’s carnage. The ground is covered in clothes, shoes, food and drink, tent poles, tents and deflated lilos of every colour and gaps have appeared where tents used to be. Whilst they were rebuilding the bar, they gave out free bottles of water, one per person. The railway line was covered in broken tents and so no trains came past and the showers no longer had a barrier enclosing them! People were wandering either on phones calling home, or kicking through the debris in search of their bags. Others were still drunk and sleeping it off! 
But the show must go on….. we ventured inside with Phil and Lee (pictured) in time to catch the last 30mins of Bell X1 on the second stage. We also saw Elbow (unfortunately the sound was incredibly poor) and Franz Ferdinand, who were excellent, as well as some other Spanish dudes I can’t remember the name of. (lots of beer on board!).
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