Last Sunday was Newtown Festival 2010, and despite a fairly wet November, the sun came out in force to ensure a scorching day for all.

The promise of a free gig by fab band The Snowdroppers lured us out of bed and up to Camperdown Park around 2.30.  We were not disappointed, and I only wished I’d gone to see them at Manning Bar on Friday night.  There were more than a few parasols and umbrellas in sight as festivalgoers attempted to keep sunburn at bay, and though grey clouds threatened to dampen proceedings, the rain held off.

I wore a new top by Bebe in a ruched ethnic print with royal blue silk trim. I wore bright blue engineer boots to match, a black ruffled skirt and black and white leopard print leggings.

It seemed to me there were less people than in previous years – but it was still slow work trudging from the main stage area to the food tent area. Ah well, it gives you time to look at the market stalls, and people-watch. Such an array of food was offer, with cuisines from around the world – and yet it was the Dutch chips with mayonnaise that called out to us “eat me”.

Being as hot as it was, most people opted for t-shirts and shorts, but I managed to find some people with style, and a sense of fun and colour. I noticed the fun make-up on the face of this guy Daniel, and discovered the lovely lady he was with – Elise – writes for Inner West Live! (as I occasionally do).

A stylish group of friends with rad hairstyles:

I just had to snap the girl on the left with her colourful outfit and cool hair – but she totally got photobombed by singer of the Snowdroppers, Johnny Wishbone! To the right, pretty in pink.

Some ladies chose trilby hats to keep themselves shaded. To the right is Carly from the Dark Shadows, just back from a whirlwind tour of the UK and Japan. We caught up for a while and chatted about London and Tokyo.

Now usually I wouldn’t drink until night-time, drinking responsibly and all that.  But Newtown Festival is a special day, and when friends travel across town to be with you, well, you know what time it is when they arrive. BEER O’ CLOCK!

As you can imagine, both the quality and quantity of photography may have gone somewhat downhill after that…and as the festival drew to a close we decided to decamp to a pub nearby. We tried the Carlisle but it was packed to the gills, and so we made for our usual haunt, the Townie. This is the view from our vantage point, the balcony. Ah, Sunday afternoon on the balcony of  your local, watching the world go by…

We met up with some more old friends and newer acquaintances, like Terry here (in the cap), who is a regular at Take It or Leave It.

I wisely decided to put the camera away at this point.  But here’s to Newtown Festival 2011! Cheers!