I lots my festival V at the Isle of Wight - no, I can't believe it took that long but really we all know I'm not a fan of crowds. We all snuck off early from work and did the trip down to the ferry. Like all road trips it started with me in a panic attack about being late & Al all flustered cause he didn' have his crap ready and finished with booze.
We made it to the campsite and after setting up 3 tents in the wind I had a stop and left the others. Needless to say it was a crappy night but it was made even crapper by waking up to a completely flooded tent and all the clothes soaked. Naturally in the morning it was temper tantrums from me with a great big "I'm checking into a spa!"
After going into Cowe and getting a new tent, dry underwear and a dry top the sun came out and the whole weekend changed.
Booze, booze & booze, I think that is an apat description of the Friday... not so much on the Saturday but more so on the Sunday-- yes it seems we are getting a little old to do 3 heavy days in a row.
Highlights of the weeekend:
* Al trying to convince us that he was so drunk because of the drinking games he was playing with the 21month old child in the tent next door
* The mega sing along to Crowdede House- except for the pimply backed cock who seemed to be hearing a completely different set in his head if his dancing was anything to go by.
* Trying to convince 'naughty Vicky' to come out to play
* The Twister ride after too many gin & sprites with Ems where we just cacked ourselves laughing the whole time
* Mails blaming the wind for her fallign over drunk onto the tent and breaking it- made even funnier by me trying to break it on purpose the next day to chuck it in the bin, and not being able to
* Turning into a teenie bopper and screaming PINK PIIIIIIIINK PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK- OH MY GOD SHE IS AMAZING to anyone who even came within 2metres.
To be hinest i'm pretty sure i could sit here all after noon doing the highlights real but the absolute best thing ever.........
USing a real toilet with real toilet paper and real water and soap when we left
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