There is something wonderful about a campsite at 6am. Birds are singing, little children are waking up, and slowly people begin to stir. Having children means there are no lie-ins but that’s ok because there is so much to do at Port Eliot Festival that you don’t want to waste time sleeping.
Fabulous music, amazing food, and masses of literary loveliness amounts to a fantastic weekend and all in the beautiful surroundings of the Port Eliot estate. Too much to tell all in one go so I’ll have to filter through everything over the next few posts, especially once the photos are available.
So for now, home again and back to business, but basking in the glow of a marvellous weekend xx
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