There's been a lot of reminiscing lately about various Reading Fest times. I actually found myself slightly wishing I was there this year.

This morning I was very glad I wasn't. It was freeeeezing! Doesn't feel like August any more.


edit: this was originally a photo from the train of the campsite. I decided to change it because Donna looks funny. Had a good day, got lots done, ate some Maltesers. Came home to a delicious dinner courtesy of Graham, and saw Jon for the first time in a week.