On Thursday I had misgivings as the queues for food were massive and the bogs were shitholes, as it were, but it all improved after that. Lucky for us males that there were plenty of urinals.
we only go for the music, not the partying so this time we stayed in an Airbnb about a ten minute drive away, through some narrow and quite hairy country lanes. It worked for us, and we’ll be doing it again next year.
no bands blew me away as the likes of Eliot Brood, Duke and the King, The Growlers, Phosphorescent, Low Anthem and dozens of others have in the past……but I was still spoilt for choice on who to see and saw some great and greatly enjoyable sets. Sunday was exceptional on every stage, but we stuck mostly to the garden.
Being old, with an underlying condition, we didn’t brave the tents, although sat outside the Big Top with a beer and loved hearing if not seeing All We Are and WH Lung.
apart from a largeish group of middle aged tossers that congregated on left side of Garden, crowds seemed more like the old days in showing respect to the artists and fellow attendees by keeping quiet.
only downside was I cracked my knee very hard an a bollard on an unlit and crowded path. Can’t bend the bastard now.
All in all great festie, one of the best given the circumstances and much better than I thought it was going to be without the Americans, Canadians Australians and Africans