You will never find such a concentration of under tens in Death t-shirts clutching inflatable guitars than you will find at Bloodstock. It’s very much a family festival even if that family are an alternative tattooed mum and dad who met many years ago on the dance floor at Jilly’s Rockworld. Remember the family that moshes together stays together. By the way, the girl in the photo, that’s my daughter. She was four and she’s eating garlic bread while watching Cannibal Corpse. As you do!