After waking up in a hotel room that is roughly the same size as prison cell we escape back into Blackpool, and after coffee and breakfast as the excellent Compass Cafe, where the staff always seem to remember us from previous Rebellion fests, and witnessing an audacious sandwich theft by one of Blackpool’s corpulent seagulls, we have a relatively tranquil moment by the sea, where there is a punk yoga class taking place, we obviously weren’t involved in this activity but there’s always something new happening around Rebellion. A brief stop at the Rose & Crown on our journey back into Rebellion reveals that they have run out of draft beer, and it’s only day one of the festival. Thankfully the beer shortage not a universal problem and we’re off down the rabb...