I got this pic outside the tent of  a bearded bloke from Canada. It seems that like New Zealanders who get fed up of being mistaken for Australians due to their similar accents, Canadians get mistaken regularly for being from the U.S., so he wore a baseball with a Canadian flag to let folks know his nationality (though much to his annoyance, some bloke he met at the Respect festival down in Victoria Park, kept calling him an American). When some of the kids at Lewis Carroll Library saw this pic, it horrified them to see what occurs to make the soap or cosmetics they use safe for them. There are, of course, alternatives to what you see in the poster below, but for obvious reasons, the general public are never fully told about them.

"Look behind you, you’ll see something for you to snap,” said the bearded Canadian bloke, and sure enough, I saw a couple decked in the getup that no fashion-conscious employee of BNFL wouldn’t be seen without. Or maybe perhaps, they were having a none too subtle dig at those people you see out there who love to pose with their overpriced mobiles, blissfully ignorant of the tumour slowly growing on the side of their brains as a result of too much inane chatter ("....yeah, I'm on the train"). 

On the move!  Strange goings-on in Somerset .

Kids messing about in a cradle-cum-hammock.
A little too hazy perhaps, but nice in my eyes.

Plaster man perched outside a tipi
(I forget where this pic was taken).

Tipi scene on a grey Thursday afternoon, with plenty
of people milling out, exploring and taking what was around the place. I found a stall selling lanterns, and mindful of how I stumbled about in the dark the
previous night, I bought one there. 

Giant, multicoloured whelks next to the Teahaven tent. They played the sound of the sea 24 hours a day, while
kids played in a makeshift sandpit nearby, watched
over by parents and friends. One of my favourite
snaps that I took that day.

It’s them mobile bods again, and this
time, they’re out to scare the kids!

Tranquil tipi scene down by the lakeside.

Two fairly distinctive cafés that I snapped. If
you were there, see if you can remember them.


 
 

A little girl who I noticed dancing about in the sandpit, while her mum played her flute (just barely visible
over her shoulder in the pic below).


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