Sadly the weather gods have been less kind as we emerge bleary-eyed from our pits on Sunday morning. There is a distinct threat of a light drizzle as we head into the arena for yet another day of musical madness. However, in typical English summer fashion the moment we put our raincoats on and gather our battle brollies the sun comes out again. This leaves numerous punters standing around feeling uncomfortably sweaty and slightly foolish until a break in the action allows us to shed our waterproof outer layers.
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