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Festival highs and lows

After years of refusing to go to a festival, I finally went and did it. A very good friend of mine went to Boardmasters in Newquay, Cornwall last year and he was adamant that it was the event to pop my festival cherry. Now he knows me pretty well, and he knows that I don’t like crowds and feeling penned in, so I figured I’d give it a shot.

It seemed to have everything that floats my boat: sea; surfing; beer; camping; food; comedy; music; pasties; horrible shorts and crazy sunglasses. And it did indeed tick all these boxes but (and there’s alway

s a but), it also ticked all my ‘things that annoy me’ boxes. For instance, drunk and drugged up people are mightily annoying when you’re sober. For anyone planning to attend a festival, you’re pretty safe from those types til about 2100 – I had an amazing time in the festival arena until around that time. Perhaps I’m a party pooper and I’m ok with that but I took myself away by 2200 each night, chilled in my tent and went to sleep until the entire campsite started to shriek “Alan!!!” over and over again. If I go next year, I will make a Tshirt that says ‘No need to shout! I’m Alan’. 4am the masses decided to sleep – before you ask, yes I was wearing earplugs…

The festival site was well set up and was very impressive, spending the days there at the various stages relaxing listening to comedy, unknown bands and music was a real treat and I would definitely do it again. However the whole experience was blighted by what I’d always presumed a festival would be: thousands of drunk, dirty people crammed into a small space with no consideration for others.

Call me grumpy but waking up and discovering that someone’s taken a dump outside your mates tent and there are sweet and sour noodles on yours, isn’t my idea of a nice time.

Overall verdict? Day tickets for me next time (or perhaps staying nearby and escaping at night).

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