In about January 2011 I had the utterly ridiculous idea that putting on a festival might make enough money to buy me a couple of months to write. Six months later, this was the result. A glorious, chaotic, hectic, beautiful, and very costly weekend of magical mayhem.

With thanks to Kat, the Mothers of Prevention, David and Jim Snr, De-Liz, Keystone Brewery, Tim for the photos, the Burnbake Trsut for the sofas, Pat at the South Western, Alan and Collette at the Bennet, and of course Claire, for trusting us and not insisting on payment at the end of it all.