With the Indian summer reigning on the Isle of Wight, a glorious sun shines down as Mercury-nominated Bat For Lashes's ethereal sounds float over the site. People lie back and relish Natasha Khan's Kate Bush-esque loveliness. She is looking regal in a silver top and gold head-dress and endears herself to the crowd when she points out a man dancing by the toilets with his bum out. Set closer 'Prescilla' is a beautiful end to proceedings as Natasha plucks away at some esoteric harpsichord thing. She was robbed at the Mecurys.

Next up is soul legend Marlena Shaw who is every bit the grand old dame of the ghetto as she struts around in a glittery pink shirt and sparkly multi-coloured waistcoat. The worrying thing is that this probably isn't fancy dress. The crowd indulges in some early afternoon dancing as the 64-year-old growls out her calling card hit 'Woman Of The Ghetto' before playing the one that everyone has come to hear, 'California Soul'.

Hey look, we've got a guest blogger. It's North London's new pop princess Remi Nicole. Take it away, Remi...

Hello! Am having a really good time at Bestival. It's a really great festival isn't it? It's got more vibe than any other - so many nice people having a good time. There's no attitude, which is great. I came over on the ferry yesterday and even got into the festival spirit and put a wig on. Am trying my best today too: I don't normally wear pink leggings! There are so many good costumes here - lots of babies and wenches and monks. Someone said they'd seen lots of polar bears but I've not seen them unfortunately. I've been hanging out all over the festival, saw Madness and Beastie Boys on the main stage - Beastie Boys are looking old aren't they? And have been chilling out in the Bestivalley which has got some really cool little places. Although it's one of the smaller festivals, it's a big place; best to try not to get lost on your way back at 5am! We're staying on our tour bus which is good because I'm really not a camping person. There's no catering here so we're having the usual festival food but I've been trying to be healthy and stay off burgers and chips, so have been having curries instead but have had just about as much spicy chicken and rice as I can take now! It's a bit sad that it's the end of the festival season but having said that I'm definitely all festivalled out. Although on the other hand, what am I going to do now?! I played earlier today in the Big Top and I really enjoyed it but I think that 1pm is a bit early for this festival - there's a 24-hour field for a start!

Thanks, Remi. Off you go now.

On the main stage, Kate Nash is entertaining the crowd with an anecdote about someone throwing a lemon at her at a recent gig and it hitting her in the stomach and really hurting. She should be thankful that song about anvils, didn't make it on to the album.

Overheard words #808
Seventy-year-old woman to grandson, "I went to see Calvin Harris yesterday, he was very good. Looking forward to Beastie Boys this afternoon."

Having finally located the Hidden Disco (it was hiding), we are treated to the sounds of much-talked-about East London electro DJ Kissy Sell Out. The tent is rammed with sweaty punters as the cravat-wearing skinhead takes to the stage to the sound of people blaring their air horns with glee. Kissy opens with his bootleg of the suitably intoxicated 'K-Hole' by Ali Love over 2Unlimited's 'Get Ready For This'. Madness. The worse-for-wear crowd generally laps it up. Apart from the couple who have decided that this ear-splittingly loud rave would be a good place for a nice lie down and a bit of shut eye.

In the Big Top, Dub Pistols are finishing their high energy reggae-influenced set and invite a white-clad Terry Hall from The Specials to the stage for a rendition of the Go-Gos/Fun Boy Three hit 'Our Lips Are Sealed'.

After Rob da Bank and one of the Cuban Brothers had got the crowd going with a simple but effective selection of tunes from The Jam, Madness, The Specials and Nirvana, Sunday headliners Primal Scream arrive to close the main stage this year. Having been disappointed by the Scottish rockers on a couple of occasions before we weren't too enthusiastic about this choice of headliner, but as they kick into 'Jailbird' and 'Kill All Hippies', we warm to the usually belligerent Bobby Gillespie. And by the size of the crowd who have turned out to see him, we are not alone. Madness singer Suggs seems rather partial to the band too, drunkenly invading the stage to shout down a microphone, "F*** the Rolling Stones! This is the best rock 'n' roll band in the world!" before being escorted off by security. In a nearby tea tent, Kevin Rowland from Dexys is having a bit of a sit down to tie his shoelaces. His opinion as he strokes his pencil moustache? "Good group, good group." And we can't argue with that.

Thank you, Bestival! See you again next year.

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