Home. Dry, head ringing, avoiding cleaning the muddy boots as yet, but had such a fantastic time at T in the Park.
Okay, the weather was a trifle wet. We were lucky, as I'd managed to get us in the Residence Area (posh camping), it did mean we weren't swamped with mud. And it also meant we could escape the zombie mud kids. I've never seen so many people look so incrediably vacant. I have never been to a festival like T. There were so many kids absolutely paralytic, and I'm not just being an oldy (oh yes you are!!), I'm on about 15/16 year olds. They're still kids right? It was quite sad really, girls 16 years old, lost all their mates, pissed out of their head, covered in mud from falling over. You really wonder how many of them end up in really bad situations. There were so many casualties. So, so glad we didn't camp with the kids. The lads just think it's a laugh to pee on your tent. I wouldn't have enjoyed it as much at all. As it was though, we could escape to our lovely tent, with really nice neighbours, proper flushing loos, showers!! Oh yeah, that's the way to do T in the Park!! We loved it.
And the music was amazing. We saw Florence, we love you Florence. Maverick Sabre, Elbow, the Roses, Chase and Status and to round it all off Kasabian. Triffic quite frankly. We managed to see a string quartet who were really good, a street dancing crew (funny, mainly women/girls watching that one!!), caberet and comedy. Damn good mix of everything.
Rain, puh, so what!