Not a bad place for a festival
As I write this I am prostrate on a small hillock, overlooking the Camel Estuary. Before me is the tents and stage of the Rock Oyster Festival. Copious of said bivalves are fighting for space in my stomach and in my bag is some slightly mental Cornish nettle beer, which I shall review another day.
I’m not going to say much now, the sun is shining and you’re probably all out now anyway. But take a look at the following photos – is this the best location for a festival anywhere?