In the name of heavy metal!

First day of the Bloodstock music festival weekend. We had a 7 hour trip in front of us and we were all up for it. Plenty bands for everybody to see and K had booked us into a nice hotel so there would be no hard ground to sleep on.

The outward journey was good - particularly for those of us who didn't have to drive. Played lots of upbeat music and made a half way stop at Westmoreland as the daughter wanted to see the ducks. Had been there years before when we were traveling up and down from Cambridge and there were plenty then. None to be seen on this occasion though!

However, the food break was welcome. British service station food is often a bit dodgy, but this place has always seemed a bit better than many others. It didn't disappoint on this occasion either. Sat beside the water with lots of reflected light everywhere and took this image of the son. I thought it looked appropriate for the occasion.