Firstly, may i apolgize for not blogging over the weekend. My phone decided to have a hissy-fit as soon as i got to the festival so there wasnt much i could do untill i got back to london. Anyway On to the festival. We got to the campsite at 6, just after Alex Furys 1st talk and when everyone started to get ready for the night ahead. We had Gaz Mayall, a talk on Tequila and many more odd thing to come. Tom Conran spoke very nicely about his favorite drink and his own brand but most of us got distracted by the human poataoe head dancing outside the tent.  Gaz delvied everything he promised as per usual, giving the night an amazing start to the night and the weekend. As anyone who has seen him live before will know his stage presence is spectacular and he really got everyone in the best of moods. The picture above is of the walk to the Bowling green stage which overlooked the estate

Charlotte and I are stuck in probably the hottest traffic jam whilst on the m5. I think that everyone is coming to Port Eliot with us but Charlotte doesn't agree. Whilst there is not much to post about yet here's a picture that I risked life and limb to try and take to only work out it was better to use a mirror. Hopefully the next Port Eliot post will be more exciting, and with a bit of luck have some actual festival-ness in it, only if were not stuck on here forever.