Got up feeling brave, and joined Charlie and Ryan for their swim in the lake. Was cold on first entering, but loved it after warming up. Decided to take the rare opportunity to swim with nothing on at all, which was lovely and quite appropriate. Felt lovely to be a bit cleaner, and headed back to the tent to get dressed. Had Transform-a-snack crisps, a crumpet AND strawberries and cream for breakfast.
Between us all, we camped out all day at the Small World stage. Excellent music, endless tea and chai, and kind people bringing milkshakes too (ice cream milkshakes with malteasers, yum!). It was nice to have such a base, Charlie had his pyjamas on and we played a couple of games of chess. I tried to read Hound of the Baskervilles, but was too easy to drop off or just lie listening to the lovely music or chatting.
Ruth and I had our toes nibbled by some special fish who exfoliate your dead skin from your feet, very tickly but nice once you get used to it.
Becky got into full tooth fairy mode as she put on her toothy necklace and earrings, as well as her wings, posh frock and wig as the night went on.
Gravitated predictably back to Feast of Fools for the fire, the mead and the lovely conversation. A lovely last evening