As a first-timer at Wide Awake, I can hand on heart say: it didn’t disappoint. Making the long journey south of the river last Friday afternoon, I was buzzing with anticipation for my first festival of the season—hopeful it would live up to the hype. And from the moment we reached the outskirts of Brockwell Park, guided by the thump of distant basslines, I knew we were in for something special.The festival gates opened to an atmosphere thick with excitement. The girlies were out in their finest fits, and the Radio 6 dads had dusted off their best festival tees—it was clear the crowd came prepared. We dove in headfirst…