The Big Cub's transportation
eep fried scallop, pancetta and rocket and seared tuna and tempura samphire burgers from Fin and Flounder. I hadn't been that excited by the sound of them - the mac'n cheese bar seemed a bit more alluring - but I don't think I've ever tasted anything quite like them. A proper taste sensation.
The Royal Mail post ladies deliver love letters to fellow campers.
The Jaffe and Neale tent where I would have been doing craft lessons had my book been out in time.
Salami shower curtain?
Small Cub's lunch time. No Scallop burger for him...
My most favourite place was a tent designed by couture florists 'Bella and Fifi'. Sitting bang in the middle of the festival mayhem was the most serene, calm, flowery haven. A secret hideout where you could make your own flowery masks and head dresses, sitting around a bath of gypsophila and hydrangeas.
The Bella and Fifi tent with the hydrangea bath.
A Bella and Fifi flower mask.
A passing fleet of singing foxes.