We're back!! The Green Man was a blast, folk, prog rock and psychedelia in the beautiful Brecon Beacons. It started to rain the minute we pulled up in Gilbert and continued more or less for the entire weekend, with a brief respite on Sunday afternoon, but armed with waterproofs and wellies and a generous amount of pear cider it was a perfect weekend and we'll definately be going back next year.
With a capacity of just 12,000 the festival is tiny by normal standards.
There's no backstage passes or VIP areas, performers have to camp and queue for the loos with the rest of the hoi-polloi.
The main stage on Friday lunchtime.
My vintage polka dot raincoat accessorised by a handmade floral headband and some false lashes.
The magnificent Black Mountains. We spotted bats, owls and even a Peregrine Falcon.
My favourite acts of the weekend were Doves, Billy Bragg and the awesome Flaming Lips.
Rain cloud approaching...
The weekend in a nutshell - booze, boots and mud.
Drying off in the awning
Mud glorious mud!
Waiting for Avi Buffalo in the Far-Out Tent.
With a backdrop of amazing pyrotechnics this huge Green Man was set alight at midnight to mark the end of the festival.