This was my fourth Summer working here and I think my last. I greatly enjoyed the production side of the job, the actual making and preparing for the festival. But working at the festival under the supervision of “Team Leaders” who liked to show off their status and avoid actual work was not so much fun.
So let’s crack on with the pictures. Look away if you are at all squeemish. It was my Summer job, but on the first day it snowed.
I had a little mishap. The “official” story is that I was in a container and dropped a big box of screws on my toe. The end result was that I ended up in hospital with a broken toe. I’m waiting on what is happening with sick pay. HR have been nice to me so far, and I had two weeks working in the storage/supplies, in theory with my foot up as recommended by the hospital, in practise errr… no.
Immediately after my mishap. I didn’t think it was too bad, until I took off my shoe. 
Sewing toe-nail back on. 
Wooden block and grip-tape so I could cycle back home.
On the first day of the festival Red Bull put on an amazing display, which my old camera was far too slow to capture. Four aircraft, two WW2 Planes and an acrobatic plane and jet. The whole display was wasted on the crowd who were seriously indifferent.
Sound systems from around the campsite. Some people didn’t even bother going to the festival and spent their time partying there.
And Paris Hilton came to visit. She didn’t say, “Hi!” though.
I got a phone call asking if I wanted to work some extra weeks at Electric Love.
genuine grumpy old tin 