I'm sat here listening to Green Day wearing a brilliant uncontrollable grin. This weekend has been fantastic, absolutely ace. I don't think I could criticise anything about how it went.. it's been almost perfect.

I was really looking forward to seeing Placebo, since I love thier music lots. And they were stunningly good. Their set was great to watch and listen to, but unfortunately they didn't interact with the crowd much at all.

I think my favourite band we saw has to be Green Day. Their whole appearance was fantastic, the lighting and sound was soo well done. We were about half way back for their headline set on Friday, which is quite a way back. But dispite that, everyone around us was jumping around and getting really into it. Billie Armstrong (the lead singer of the band) got everyone going with his crowd interaction. Sooo fun!

The Darkness were also mostly good. Everyone was into them lots too, and they had a brilliant, "Fuck", "Cunt" thing going. Which was rather amusing. Unfortunately for them, they tried playing some new material and it didn't go down well. But they closed their set with a stunning fireworks display. They must have spent their entire pay on it, it was magnificant. And so well coreographed to the music, too.

We had pitched in such a good place. We were lucky to find a big enough gap for our 5 tents and gazebo. It was a comparitively really short walk to the arena from where we were, so we could easily pop back to the tent for alcohol or food. But it did mean we were close to the action for the Last Night Riot...

...which was absolutely insane. After the music had ended on the Sunday night, loads of people were feeling some strange urge to start loads of camp fires and burn gas canisters and aerosols, causing dozens of explosions which rocked the campsite, literally. There was one explosion particularly close to our pitch, which was fucking loud and quite frightening. But the most worrying thing was the mob running around shouting things like "BURN ANOTHER TENT! BURN ANOTHER TENT!".

Oh, and the campsite was cordended into areas (to give paths around the site) by bunting hung from poles about 12 foot high. During the riot, some chap decided it'd be a good idea to climb one of these poles and monkey along the bunting. But the bunting and electrical string of bulbs didn't carry his weight, they snapped and he fell the distance flat onto his back. He wasn't moving when he landed, so rather than get help, the mob just threw bottles at him.

Fucking mental! Oh, and we had Reading's Sunday lineup on Friday, which wasn't too bad, I don't think. This meant we got the Rasmus and 50 Cent (know as 29p over in England) first. They both managed full sets for us in Leeds, but Tim from Uni tells me that The Rasmus lasted one song and 29P lasted about 15 minutes before being bottled off stage. Wicked!

Oh, and I now have a couple of well funky hats, but no Leeds t-shirt or hoodie, because the official ones were a little crap. We wanted to get the ones that were being sold by plain clothed people wandering around the campsite. The bastards were there all weekend, UNTIL we actually wanted to get something and then they disappeared. Grah.

But still, what a fantastic time I had. There's so much I could talk about, but I think the whole festival experience is a personal one and there're so many in-jokes that wouldn't have any effect when told here. Absolutely rocking.

Can't wait for next years festivals!