So, Lizzie and I went to Bestival last weekend, on the Isle of Wight. We didn't actually go together - I didn't know she was there - but I arrived at midnight on Friday night with no tent and a malfunctioning mobile, making it impossible for me to find my tent-mates. After four hours of pointless wandering around in the rain in a LOT of mud, I spied Lizzie and her friend Kemi, and they very kindly put me up for the night - after we'd done a bit more dancing obviously. Very kindly, in fact, as one of their two tents had become waterlogged and five of us, with five big rucksacks, had to squeeze into a four-man tent. Think overnight sardines.
Despite the mud we had a whole lot of fun, and Lizzie has promised that she will be coming to Secret Garden Party next year - Alice? Poppy? And anyone else? How much fun would it be to organise some mud-wrestling initiation ceremonies for some Keeling SGP first-timers?? All we need is Grandpa on the sidelines shouting "weed" at us.
Talking of Secret Garden Party, I've finally got some videos from this year's SGP up on youtube and I think they should be shared with the family. I don't know if you remember my 8brother's post 'Big sister trounces little bro in mud wrestling bout' from last summer? Well, we were back by the mud pit this year and while I could not face the thought of getting covered in that much mud again, Trev was a better man than me. I hope we're all very proud of him xx
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