3 weeks late!
On Monday morning we left ASDA and hit the road 3 hours behind schedule. Many beers, toilet breaks, wrong turns and Welsh jokes later we arrived in the middle of a field somewhere in the Welsh countryside. Here we were faced with the most disorganised and stressful entrance to a festival you could ever imagine. It was a park & ride jobby to where the actual festival was, but there was about 1 one coach every half an hour, and with apparently 17,000 students heading there (although I think that’s a huge exaggeration) some people were queuing for seven hours. By sunset we had gradually lost about 2 crates worth of beer, and I managed to loose my sleeping bag and all of my food, but we were in. The festival itself was brilliant, but I suppose you’d be hard pressed to go to a festival and have a bad time. The weather was sick, the vibes were sick, camping in a ten tent circle was sick and the music was sick. Chase & Status headlined the last night on the main stage and absolutely killed it, Beardyman thoroughly impressed me creating tunes from loops of sounds he recorded right there on the spot, Sub Focus, High Contrast and Annie Mac were standardly good but I was most impressed with Dan Le Sac & Scroobius Pip, you may recognise this one:
I hate the point of a festival when it’s the morning of the last day, you don’t want it to end but everyone’s packing up their stuff, no one wants to know you anymore and that remains is a field full of evidence that a lot of people had a very nutty week.