Just as we were all getting that little bit too kranky after 6 hours of cleanup in the 'holyshititsactuallyreallyhot' irish sun a drenched french chick comes running up to us saying that the lake was open. Thank the lord Jesus Christ. We spent those last few hours of sunlight on monday swimming in the most amazing setting as workers and crew panned out on the grass beside the jetty - a perfect end to a long weekend.
It was great to see some new food stalls on the scene and some old faces too. Is the fact that none of us made that much money a sign of the times? Who knows, we'll have to wait and see how the next few festivals pan out.
