Be careful of the curse that falls on your lovers, it starts so soft & sweet & turns them to hunters
I'm going to put this all behind an lj cut, & I'd also like to apologise to feeble_slumber & truntles for the fact that everyone's talking about something that you really wanted to come to & was spoiled for you by stupid airports. I'm really sorry, & it seriously would have been 100 times better if you were both there. Next year, you MUST come! Plus, if it helps, I pulled the muscles in my legs trying to squat down at the side of the earth drop because all of the portaloos were basically overflowing with poo.
Blissfields blues have very much kicked in. It's actually worse this year than the previous years. Each year is special & different in its own way, but for some reason this time I'm missing it more. That, or I'd forgotten how much the post-festival pain hits, I assume it's much like childbirth with the selective memory. Things I would like not to forget, in non-chronological order:
Underestimating the length of my bag & smacking in to the taxi within about 10 minutes of being there. Hurrah!
Tiffany & Annett's attempt to put up the tent for about an hour, & then just giving up to get drunk & Jez miraculously sorting it within 30 minutes (retrospectively, quite annoying when people do that, but helpful at the time!).
"THAT'S A DOUBLE NEGATIVE!!". The vitriol that spewed from a drunken werewolf about grammatical errors in a drinking game was so impressive, I nearly wept.
Walking to the 'nearby' village, everyone losing the will to live at some point but soldiering on. Drinking the coldest, nicest drinks in the only pub there & feeling the wonderment of clean toilets...if only for a moment.
MOUSTACHE FRIDAY! Thanks to Kjersti, Alice & Hannah for making the dream come true <3 <3 'Twas a beautiful moment until mine sweated off. Damn you, sweaty lip!
Waking up looking like we'd all been paintballing with glitter balls the next morning after moustache o'clock.
Ned wanting to borrow a mallet for the tents & walking in on a couple fucking.
Tractor ride <3
Tractor ride guy remembering us, because that's not shameful at all on something supposedly for children, "HELLO EEL PIE ISLAND!!"
Stage-invasion after the Beans on Toast set. Dancing on stage with good friends & good music, singing along & then finding out afterwards that everyone else was at the other end of the stage, doing the same, was quite nice indeed!
3am chats with Kozmik Ken & his friend Gusto, who are both not nearly as bad as I'd initially thought, & I quite like 'em both now.
Kozmik Ken bringing Anneke a CD & then saying "Yeah, that'll be £3", that's not how gifting goes, Ken! He did give her his phone number after that, though. Mrowl.
The whole of 'Never Have I Ever'. We truly Stopped for Hammered Time.
Seeing Cherbourg playing 'Never Love Again' live & getting goose-pimples. So glad I listened to Tiffany & Annett & went to see 'em!
Other things&things which have obviously already faded from my memory. Boo, hiss!
Now, for a limited period only (until the internet implodes), a few pictures that aren't on facebook (you're not the only one who can hold back on the pictures, tweetotal!) for various reasons, mainly they're terrible or dull, woopwoop!
Stalking Paul "Fitter than Michael Eavis" Bliss
Where Jo & Dave nearly got food poisoning. I'm a vegetarian, I don't know why I took a picture of this.
M to the a to the double-t
I don't really think anyone's a winner in this picture.
Ghostly mirage of Laura Marling singing Blackberry Stone
Hence the reason they're not on facebook!
For the past two mornings my liver has actually hurt. I don't think that's a good thing, but it's like I got my money's worth.
I have to get ready to go & get my hair cut now. I hate haircuts far more than normal people hate going to the dentist. I'm so scared that I may vom a bit beforehand. Girls actually enjoy this?! Mental.