Monday, 19 June 2017

Why Festivals Might Not Be For Me



Firstly, how I got to 41 without going to a music festival is beyond me, I probably should have spent some of my teens and twenties going to music festivals, but I didn't. Which is why now, after going to my first music festival, it is time to realise that perhaps music festivals may not be for me.


Don't get me wrong, I had a fantastic time. I went to Let's Rock Leeds and I saw some of the people I missed the first time around, like, Dr & The Medics, Tony Hadley, Kid Creole and The Coconuts and Human League and they were fab.

But I need my creature comforts, CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE TOILETS??? Every time I needed the loo, (Quite often, I have the bladder of a toddler) I wanted to cry. The words CESS PIT were muttered under my breath more times than when I walk into my teenagers bedroom, the smell. OH MY GOD, the smell! Is that normal? Why is it normal?

Is this why people drink? So they don't have to smell the portaloos?

Flags against blue sky


The weather was fantastic, I have never experienced weather like it, so so so hot, the kind of day you want to either hide away and eat ice cream or be out with friends and eat ice cream, UNLESS, like me, you are concerned about the sun safety of others. I managed to burn one arm, (I'm a twat, but I'm a safe twat) but some people were topless or wearing bikini tops and I was flinching as they walked past, it looked like a Lobster convention where the beer was cold and in plentiful supply, (If you didn't mind queuing for an hour)

I kept flinching at people and thinking, "They are going to feel that in the morning"

Mum Mode Level 10.

I also don't like crowds, so we sat on the grass, well out of the way, high on the hill to get a great view of the stage and listen to the music.


Music stage


Which is great at first, until another 10,000 people descend on Temple Newsam and pretty much all of them decide to sit in front of you/beside you/on you. 


It was at this point I wondered who I should have sold my soul to, to upgrade to the VIP section. 

They had posh loos, at this point, I would have sold everything I own, just to get access to the posh loos. 


red head wearing face paint


Face paint helped. Face paint always helps, right?


Slush puppies helped, but then, Slush puppies always help too.



I have come to the conclusion that festivals are perhaps not for me, unless I get either A, A VIP pass, or B, a posh loo pass.

There is no shame in admitting that perhaps festivals are not my thing, I had a great day out with my husband, but would I do it again?


I'm not sure.



How about you? Are you a festival fan? Do the toilets always smell that way? And where does one get one of those inflatable things you lay in? They looked fab.


Let me know.





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4 comments

  1. The nice part of me thinks, "well festivals aren't for everyone, just because I love them, no one else has to."

    The other part of me is screaming "WIMP!" :-)

    I cannot wait for festival season, fancy dress, portaloos, beer in plastic glasses, snoring from the next tent, people tripping over your guy ropes at 3am, sleeping in the sun, ah.....

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  2. haha its been a long time since my festival days and I don't think they're for me anymore either!

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  3. Haha!! Yes, the loos are always hideous.usually they end up almost as bad in VIP by the end of the weekend.

    You can beat this (mum mode level up, bonus round): always take a thin scarf. Spray perfume on it. Then when off to the loo, wrap over face to hide smell. Also take some bathroom wipes in a sandwich bag to wipe the seat. You'd cry at Leeds fest

    Always take a parasol or big hat.

    And if all else fails, get really drunk.

    I love it though, for the most part! Xxx

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  4. I have decided that Festivals aren't for me until I can afford a VIP tipi or a luxury yurt ... until the day I can have my creature comforts and music, I'll watch from my sofa!

    C x
    CurvyGirlThin.com

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