I know that most of my previous emergency photos were of cats, but now they seem to be mainly of The Little Mister!
Grandpa has a magic way with babies and they seem to relax with him very easily, maybe it is the fact that he is very unruffled and chilled out too.
I am slowly getting used to waking up a couple of times a night, although it has been slightly more difficult for the last two nights as The Mister has been on nights so I have had to cope alone. We are managing fine although it is much easier when he is there to help as he is much more patient at night than I am!!
Just a quick picture. Although this was taken earlier in the weekend than today I think it completely sums up the Greenbelt weekend. Torrential rain, mud glorious mud and wellies. It was wonderful!!
So that’s it. Another Greenbelt over. Our last year as just the two of us and next year a new and different Greenbelt with a child in tow starts!
Tonight we are at a lovely B and B in Bath where we are enjoying a comfortable bed and a hot bath. Perfect!
Monday evening at Greenbelt was a fantastic line-up of performers including Seth Lakeman, The Imagined Village and Bellowhead who were truly fabulous.
We had more torrential rain in the afternoon which just contributed to the terrible mud conditions. I have to admit to being a bit grumpy in the afternoon because I was cold and wet but the evening cheered me up no end – dancing with the kids in the puddles whilst listening to Bellowhead.
I also got a bit of time with Peterson. I miss him so very much when he is back home in the States and the joy and pleasure at seeing him happy and content is massive.
Sunday morning at Greenbelt means communion service – well for everyone else that is. The Mister and I tend to go to the local swimming pool for a short swim and a long shower!
The rest of Sunday was spent mooching around the site, eating food and drinking tea at the Tiny Tea Tent. For me one of the best things about Greenbelt is the opportunity to see friends we only see once a year.
I think this picture sums up Greenbelt nicely – this is Alien, daughter of Pants, wearing flowers in her hair and covered in mud!
In the evening I went to bed and let The Mister go to the pub with his friend Tom. They were under strict instructions not to get too drunk and be obnoxious. To be fair, they were fairly well behaved!
This photograph completely sums up today at Greenbelt. In the middle of the afternoon the heavens absolutely opened and the rain was positively biblical! Fortunately The Mister and I were tucked up in our tent as I was absolutely shattered and having an afternoon nap.
When we went back onto site in the evening the rain had created a massive mudbath – thank goodness for walking boots… and later on wellies!
I was trying very hard to get a photo of our boots without my 6-month pregnant belly getting in the way. It would seem that Winston the bump is happy to make his presence known as often as possible!
We arrived onsite at Greenbelt at 11ish and managed to locate our usual camping area and put up the canvas mansion. It was fabulous to see people we haven’t seen since last year.
As always we raised the Guernsey flag, accompanied by compulsory national anthem and this year we had an additional flag – a lovely gay marriage flag to add to the party!
On Friday we managed to go for a wander onto the festival site and we also saw Peterson Toscano performing Transfigurations which was fabulous!
Today The Mister and I packed up and left site by about lunchtime. We decided to take the more scenic route from South Wales and we had a nice drive through Abergavenny and Monmouth.
Tonight we are staying in a Premier Inn in Cheltenham and we had dinner at TGI Fridays and tomorrow we head to Greenbelt. I can’t wait! There are so many people I want to see this year, including Peterson who is performing twice over the weekend. I have missed him lots so it will be fabulous to catch up!
I just hope the weather isn’t too awful over the weekend!
Last day at Sark Folk Festival and the morning greeted us with torrential rain. We had to get our tent packed up and into the container and then we were free to wander off to the site. There were definitely fewer people there today as people started to get their boats back to Guernsey.
We managed to catch the final act of the festival Kathryn Roberts and Sean Lakeman and they were fantastic. Poor Kathryn had a hacking cough but her voice was still incredible and I was hugely entertained by their five year old daughters who sat on the edge of the stage whilst their parents performed. What was especially sweet was seeing them sing along with the songs. A brilliant way to end the festival.
So, at the end of the weekend what do I think? Sark Folk Festival is truly unique, limited to it’s size in terms of geography as much as anything I doubt whether it will attract any massive acts, but it is such a charming venue for a boutique festival. I will definitely go back, although next year might be in a B&B as I am not sure I can face camping over there with a 6 month old baby!
Guernsey has such a brilliant line-up of local folk bands and there is a really health folk scene.
The band pictured are called The Barley Dogs and The Mister and I have seen them play a number of times. The double bass player is well known for climbing onto his bass whilst he is playing it. There are great fun and generally get the crowd up and jigging. We saw a few great bands today including The John Wesley Stone and yesterday we saw The Space Pirates of Rocquaine. It’s fabulous to see local bands doing so well.
We finished off our night by watching the amazing Show of Hands who as ever were incredible. Funny and charming they played to a packed tent and everyone seemed to love it. Multiple instruments added to the entertainment and I think they were my highlight of the festival!
We slept really badly last night. The wind was so strong that it made our rather ancient tent rattle around which kept The Mister awake. What kept me awake was the inconsiderate wankers camping next to us who thought that it was appropriate to play the guitar and violin and sing badly at 2am.
However, my cousin and his wife arrived to help entertain us and we took a lovely walk down to Dixcart Bay. It is a gorgeous walk through shaded ancient looking woodland down a steep path. It was nice going down but a but of a puff on the way back up!