delve a little deeper....
Me in my slaaaaag poncho! yes, I know I'm hot! ;)
Had a fabulous weekend, hence no updates, well that and the fact I was laptopless (which isn't the same as being topless!). Laptop is now working again and I have had a rest after my weekend and raring to go again!
Had a night out with a couple of girlfriends on Saturday, starting with a yummy Thai meal. I don't usually eat Thai, but I was outvoted and it was actually pretty good. We visiting a few local pubs and flirted with strange men. Well I did, the other two just rolled their eyes at me and said you're not on duty now, you don't have to be nice to old men which I thought was a bit mean. I like men and these were quite sweet and harmless.
Anyway we were invited deep sea fishing by one chap, which was an offer we all sadly turned down. We saw a man with a mullet, which I am not sure if was worn in bad taste or in irony. Maybe it was for a bet. We discussed politics. My favourite quote of the night was my sister in law announcing that 'saying you're a Tory these days is a bit like publicly admitting you have genital warts' which amused us greatly.
We ended up paying a tenner to get in to some crappy pub (I shall not name it) on the basis it had a dance floor and was open until 1am. It was meant to be a fiver each but I knocked the bouncer down to £10 for the three of us. The floor was sticky, I mean really sticky, if you stood still for more than two minutes it took another ten minutes to unstick yourself. The bar was out of gin and out of lemon slices and ludicrously expensive- in a rip off way not in a we are in a classy place way. We had a good dance though (we had to to stop ourselves becoming adhered to the floor) and swatted off the many predatory males circling the dance floor. I did have a snog with a nice young Nigerian man who danced with me though. I thought as non married person I should demonstrate the advantages of not having a husband and that even at my ripe old age I can still pull in grotty pubs!
After closing we went on a mission to find somewhere else to go, but failed. I had to point out this was Hounslow and there were not any secret late night venues to be found! There was an incident with parking cones on head (theirs not mine) and the humping of a cycle rack (again not me, this is what happens when you buy married mothers doubles all night) and somehow we ended up back at mine. Was great fun and a giggle and we all felt a tiny bit iffy the next day. However we had a mission and had to get into gear for some festival going. We stopped at Tesco on the way and saw Dirty Den which excited us a lot, I had to stop friend from following him around though. Us London people are too cool to notice famous people I told her.
We eventually got to Kent about 3pm where by now it was drizzing and cold and I had to change out of my very short shorts into jeans and put my cardi on :(
Got drenched when we first arrived but we had some awesome ponchos (Danish ones called Regnslag, which caused much hilarity and we sat about saying slaaaaag a lot). OK we looked like idiots in ponchos but we stayed dry-ish. The sun did come out and we saw some awesome music including Kool and The Gang who we were a bit cynical about, but who ended up being brilliant fun and kinda sexy. It was pointed out after Nigerian the night before I must be going through a black man phase...
We also saw Psychedelic Furs, The Levellers, Richard Ashcroft who was mighty brilliant and still had that bolshy northern swagger going on and Suede who we all adore and who played brilliantly. The atmosphere was lovely all day, a very laid back friendly festival and would definitely go again. Here are some nice pictures!