Not exactly a mosh-pit!
This was our view down to the main stage. Note the civilised and staid behaviour, with virtually no official intervention. 20, 000 people all "looking after each other" - enough to bring a tear to an ageing hippy eye! We settled outside a (the only) black guy's stall and with the sloping field got a fine view and plenty of space. (It was coincidentally rather close to the Wadworths bar!)
Another delightful features of Cropredy is the proximity to the village and the way that the locals welcome the punters.
For example there are at least four community groups offering breakfast on a fund-raising basis.
The two pubs have music for free in their gardens and we loved the offerings at both!
The Braesnose take the Fringe very seriously and had brought in a trailer to make a good stage. We saw two acts in Americana style :- the Cedars with a very strong female vocalist, and the magnificent Los Pistaleros - whose vocalist Bobby Valentino also plays the fiddle. On the Saturday the two acts were more classic rock in style and included Spank the Monkey! Fab!
..and down at the smaller Red Lion we wallowed in Englishness! The Adderbury Morris danced in the street outside and crowds gathered in the graveyard opposite. The church doesn't seem to object to this and had taped the rubbish bags to the headstones!
So with that and the real ale (ooh Hook Norton!) , nearby canal, cricket pitch, bells, vintage camping vans, sausage and bacon rolls, humorous and/or vintage rock T-shirts, Guardians outnumbering all other press and sensible public transport you could almost want to repatriate yourself. Almost!