Wednesday morning I got up early and well packed just like I always do. I'd packed a few things the night before but I was tired so went to bed. And so I headed north bound up the M6 on this sunny sunny day
There's nothing like being outside the Blossom's.
We packed the car up and waited for Simon, Gerds and Caroline to turn up in car 2. Then it was south south south down the M6.
Nice car, glade you had the Air Con regassed for the journey.
While Zoe passes the time away sowing.
Progress comes somewhat to a stop for well an internity.
The qeue goes on forever while someone in the back suggests a toliewt stop might be handy!
The satnav tells us we are 15 minutes away from the feild it is taking us too for about 3 hours!?!?
We see the Tor in the distance and get excited.
We arrive at the car parks. We are directed into a car park and well car 2 is directed else where. Oddly we are the only car not to be searched. Perhaps driving a Skoda has its bonous'. We end up in car park 42 miles away from car 2!
Al tries to get a bearing but its not looking good. Gate D is one hell of a walk away.
Sometime latter we are through the ticket stalls and in the tent city.
But where are the others?
Its not looking good you know. 80% of the feilds are already full!
And so we end up pitching on bushy fields on the west side, and well half the feild is being kept to erect a big screen for the footie later at the weekend.
Our tents go up.
And for some its time to walk back to the car to collect the essentails Alan didn't want to bring.
Its a long hot walk but sometimes you have to see the exercise as a good thing.
Back at came we get homely and have a relaxing beer before I advise everyone that I havn't brought a sleeping bag. Now thats what happens when you pack on the same morning. We close our tents and go exploring.
Which makes you glade we didn't pitch in these overcrowded fields.
We head to the southern hill to enjoy a beer, the fresh air, atmosphere and the sun setting in the distance.
Its a beautiful sight to see the camp city light up at dusk.
Do you not think we ought to go and get a night cap somewhere? Great idea that will keep me warm tonight, But luckily as we walk acroos the site we come across a stall that is open and selling sleeping bags. That though doesn't stop us having a night cap at the Somerset double decker cider bus, where me and Gerds have a hot and spicy cider. Well if you were there you'd get it, you weren't so you missed the whole conversation with the bar girl who was as baffelled as us. All I wanted was a baby spice cider and a tent to go with my new sleeping bag?
We stumble across the pyramid stage area and come across a tent. A ten that drew us closer to its door. a tent with the words...
I conveinced everyone Tom Crusie would be in here serving behind the bar. Obvosuly I'm now showing my age as some had no idea what I was going on about.
Inside though I could put my sleeping bag down and we could
live it up in this tropical paradise.
We head back to our tents. But before we do we visit the facilites! uuuurrrrggghhhh