The life and times of HUGO BUS

Last night ended up chatting to one of the bands and also found out that the Large 90s drummer is the cousin of "Nick" a local guitarist I admire. So another solid night's sleep courtesy of Hugo, despite a bit of van-rocking ... thanks to the wind doing its best to give us a free massage. Woke up to actual sunshine — proper warm, mood-lifting sunshine — though the wind clearly didn't get the memo and is still having a go. Breakfast, then a wander over to catch the opening act: a 12-year-old DnB DJ who, frankly, already has a better grip on BPM transitions than some grown adults I've watched mangle a mix. No awkward gaps, no jarring jumps — kid's got instincts. Future headliner, mark my words. The chairs are out, cider in hand. This is the bit festivals are made for — just sitting back and letting the day happen. What a lineup ahead: a Bowie tribute, old era of China Crisis, The Blow Monkeys, and to cap it off, the brilliantly rave kings...