Isle of Wight Festival – the shouty day June 13, 2009

Day one is always a strange one, changing gear from sleepy Isle of Wight chilled out holiday to 60,000 people in a field is a bit if a leap.

We parked opposite the entrance (yay!) and Bry lugged the chairs down to our usual spot. The line up was good, shouty night tonight. Basement Jaxx were playing with rhythm as usual, really great set. Then Pendilum and Prodigy, lots if keyboards, bass and shouting.

There was a mass of confused families leaving during the last two acts, along with too much dad-dancing. I was also a rad worried about the numbers of infants with no ear defenders, surely down the front at Prodigy isn’t a good plan fir your new born?

There was a beautiful red moon peeking out from behind the clouds on the way back, we drive up to the top of Culver Down and took some pictures. We always forget to pack the tripod, doh!

As we drew up to the caravan our headlight shone on a rabbit, casting a shadow, good to know that deformed-rabbit is the default setting for real-rabbit shadow puppetry too.

Paddling, sunshine and shade June 13, 2009

Spent the morning adding yet more felt to the vessel. Mild finger damage but all relatively minor.

When Bryon finally woke up we had croissants for brunch. Bry rarely sees morning on holiday.

We set off for Shanklin and the sunny beach for our traditional holiday feet photo, and a stroll around the Chine. The chine is a channel/gorge type thing cut into the rick by a river. It is a beautiful place; green, shady and tranquil. We love to take photos here.

Stopped fir lunch at the tea shop in the chine, then off to the beach for a paddle. The sea is always freezing and Bry refuses to swim in it, so ankle deep is as good as you are going to get.

Back down to Shanklin again fir dinner, curry the day before the festival, never wise. Hanging around outside to get wireless signal was a highlight!