Just back. We were on for staying tonight but two things happened. Lee decided to go home with his missus, which I don’t blame the lad for doing. Long coach trip vs missus taking you home, with the consequent benefit of being able to have sex without 2,000 people listening in? There’s only one winner.
I developed festival lurgy or sunstroke, just like I did last year at Glastonbury. Didn’t fancy doing another day in the baking heat having to wear a hoodie. Hence, no Ozzy. There will be more Download though.
I went back in the day, but it has evolved into something else now. Biggest gripe in general is the same gripe I have with every festival that isn’t Glastonbury. You can’t take your own ale into the arena. It’s not only nakedly commercial (sealed water bottles and metal canisters are allowed, so it’s not about band safety), it leads to preloading problems.
Security was a specific problem this year. New security weren’t checking wristbands between arena and campsite, meaning day trippers were able to rob tents. Loads of reports, along with calls to get the bikers to do security again.
Campsite life was ace. Once again, ms pap and I used our winning combination of my “opposite of shy” routine with the general “that twat can’t be that bad if this lovely lady puts up with him”. ms pap, devoid of her children and surrounded by other kids at around that age, instantly became camp mum.
Will do some reports on the acts in the gigs thread, but as a festival, Download is decent.