Tuesday, July 20


I am sunburnt to a crisp. I have dry lips, a cold and am almost blind thanks to a cyst that decided to choose last weekend to combust and drip to my eyelids. I am tired, have a bad back and am in near-debt thanks to £9 cheeseburgers and £2.50 ATM charges. My favourite jeans are muddied at the bottom and I've got a load of washing to do. But do you know why Latitude Festival was so much fun?

Because of The National.

Because of Mumford & Sons.

Because of The xx.

Because of Vampire Weekend.

And because of The National.

Did I mention how incredible The National were?

Sigur Ros 'Festival'