Wellies

Took a drive past T in the Park this morning for some shots, but the road was still closed and I didn't want to stop and take shots of the muddy figures trampsing back along the road incase one of them tried to hug me and got mud all over my work clothes!

So, returned this evening, the road was open, and I could once again play count the wellies. They are strewn all over the place, discarded by their owners once they get back to their cars or once they get fed up lugging them back. Wellies, sleeping bags, coats, wheelbarrows, sledges, full tins of Tennents cooking larger, knickers were just some of the bits of junk I had to avoid driving across.

Planko