Too old for tents?

 Beatherder Festival

Beatherder Festival

By the time you read I will have headed off into the pouring rain to tramp in the mud at Beatherder Festival in the heart of Lancashire’s Ribble Valley.

I am excited but terrified, I thought my festival days were behind me – I retired at 25.

But since James are headlining it seems that little has changed since the days I swapped tents for five star luxury.

Actually I could have afforded five star luxury just for the price of all the kit I seem to have bought – though I’m pretty sure I’ll have forgotten something crucial and I genuinely have no idea how to put up my brand new tent.

So wish me luck. I’m really hoping I don’t need a wee for at least 48 hours. I’m staying in the press and crew field – I doubt the loos are luxurious.

The clue being the word field.

Wish me luck! xx

 Beatherder madness

Beatherder madness

 The main stage, Beatherder. Last year, obviously as it is now throwing down.

The main stage, Beatherder. Last year, obviously as it is now throwing down.

 

 

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