I can't find Allan!

What a weekend! Glee smiles all round in a (ever so slightly) intoxicated mess. I went to my first giant music festival. With approximately 40,000 passionate musical drunks, Hop Farm's line up included Bob Dylan, My Morning Jacket, Psychedelic Furs, The Future Heads, Athlete and Primal Scream. Not for the faint hearted, the weekend was essentially camping in the freezing cold with the choice of no blow up bed or a deflated one. To add to the thrills, all three of us managed to forget a pillow. Thank you my precious, comfortable hoodie. The good news is that it was sunny all weekend - except for the last bit on Sunday. Gobsmacked; I know. It has been raining and windy all summer here!

My company was the lovely Isabel from California and another intern from SupaJam called Rachael. These ladies put up with my whining about the disgustingly disgusting portaloos and led the way when sneaking vodka and wine into the campsite. The mastermind Izzy has a few tips to share with you.

Izzy's tips:

1. Lay in the middle of your two friends and steal all the blanket. It will keep you warm on the coldest of nights.

2. The best food to bring along camping is peanut butter.

3. Crowd surfing with a dolphin is the only way to crow surf.

4. Bring two tents. One to sleep in and one to keep all the bags, food and alcohol stashed.

5. When the water bottle filled with vodka doesn't work, try an empty sunscreen bottle.


Now you have learnt from an experienced festival goer! Take these tips and proceed on living your life with something more than catnip under your belt.

On the best night we just so happened to fall asleep at 4am. Downing only a 'small' amount of alcohol, we then meet up with some rather attractive guys and sat around our invisible campfire. Some random musicians joined us and began pumping out Johnny Cash and Mumford and Sons. In England at festivals it is also tradition to yell out 'Is that you Allan' or 'Where are you Allan?' to anyone and everyone that walks past your tent. Allan?Allan? Where are you? I am sorry all those poor people that we woke up when we were looking for Allan at 3am in the morning.