Esther Beadle gets stuck into Britain's most wholesome festival
If you don't like mess or smell, then Latitude's the festival for you. It's possibly the cleanest weekend going.
For all the eco-friendly fun though be prepared to get shuttled about on countless buses to get to where you need to be.
Once you're there though, the vibe is chilled and your wake up call is going to be a small blonde girl called Isla whining to daddy about having halloumi for breakfast, rather than a drunken teen stumbling about clutching a can.
The music here is more a sideline, the poetry, literature and film shows being a lot more interesting. Don't miss the cabaret tent, bringing the art out to more people than it normally would.
Everything's sunshine, daisies and rainbows at Latitude - even the Henham Park sheep, who baa about the riverside, doused in multicoloured paint.
The main festival arena is enclosed by woodland that separates it from the camping sites. Gnarled trees create a magical transition between the long shower queues and canvas into a hurdy gurdy topsy turvy middle class wonderland of low-fi rock and queues for Greek meze boxes.
This year the heavens dramatically opened as Damon Albarn self-indulged for two hours, missing out most of his hits.
The music on the main stage is more likely to be people you feel you should listen to, but don't because you don't have enough time to be constantly tuned into 6Music.
Their tent however played a blinder this year though, with James performing a riproaring Sunday morning set.
The line up is normally good for thirty-somethings who want to indulge in festival fun but also need something friendly enough for the kids.
Personal highlight was Micheal Rosen being given a glorious hour before lunch on Sunday to delight a packed poetry tent with his inclusive, childish silliness.
However, late night is just as good, with tents dominated by Radio 4 japesters chuckling and pontificating on wine and Thatcher into the wee small hours.
This is a place more for the vibe than the music, so if you're wanting to live some romantic wood folk idyll with your kids for a weekend, then this is the one for you.
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