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Rain clouds are looming ominously when London-based post-punk outfit Warmduscher take to the stage.

It feels like half of Bluedot is sheltering from Sunday’s early evening rain, rather than specifically being in the Orbit tent to see Jockstrap.

We bump into Tim Peake in the media centre. I say “bump into”, it was more “walk past while he’s talking to someone else”.

Saturday begins with a great discovery; a shortcut opposite the Mission Control tent which guides you through the Actual Reality Arcade, past the Space Pavillion and the Notes tent to the sanctuary of internet and proper toilets of the press office.

Bluedot has got me feeling all wistful today. It started just after breakfast, when I absent-mindedly bumped into The Clangers plink-plonking around in the Mission Control tent.

The Orbit tent is heaving. Yorkshire’s Working Men's Club seem to be building a real head of steam with press and public alike, and there’s a clear sense of anticipation here

There's more to Bluedot than music. Mark Roland explores the lesser-travelled nooks of the space telescope's weirder environs

It’s Friday, and Bluedot feels like it’s ramping up for the weekend. People are packed into the Orbit tent like sardines, expectant and ready for action.