extreme caking disaster
raw-ting cattle crowd of festival-goers
me (looking morbidly obese, thanks upward angle) singing my heart out to 'Mis-Shapes' at Pulp
I'm gutted none of my Shangri-La photos came out, and neither did the ones of the amazing druid man I saw playing on the Spirit of '71 stage (he was about 80 years old, with full sparkly purple robes and Rafiki face makeup, with hot girls dressed as fairies prancing around him. It would have been an amazing sight even if I wasn't stoned off my face). Screaming along to by Cee-Lo Green, who appeared to be dressed as a fat black male Lady Gaga, while it absolutely pissed it down, was also a memorable experience. OH THERE ARE TOO MANY. TRANNIES. CRUSTIES. DISCOBALLS. CIRCUS PERFORMERS.
Here are some more, substantially better photos, filched off the BBC/Guardian/NME websites;
Roll on 2013.