Today is the fourth Peace in the Park; the second to be in the General Cemetary. I've Just come back home to pick up a book for Rach: she needs it for planning some teaching work tomorrow. Stayed for a bit to rest my head. Its the first proper summer's day out there: made to order for the festival. The field in the cemetary is in full summer dappled blossom, the place is packed and everywhere I look, friends are doing wonderful things.

Didn't quite know what I wanted to say about it. Thought about writing something in me journal, but since there's this blog (and no-one currently reads it, so more for my benefit), thought I'd write there instead. At least it imposes a little bit rigour onto the writing. (Must always have one eye on the potential reader, even if they're non-existent!)