Truck

So that's what a music festival is like then. We actually had a pretty fine time at Truck although I think if I was going to do this sort of thing regularly I'd invest in a small folding chair or something - I'm not that supple and by the end of Saturday my legs were really complaining about a whole day of sitting on the ground contorted into various attitudes. Saw loads of bands, nearly all of whom I hadn't seen before but I'm relying on Alex to remember which ones I liked for the most part as I'm utterly dreadful at that. The range of stuff was much greater than I'd expected - all the way from electronic-y through shouty metal and guitar lead indie to strange country/folk and the standard was very high - all the bands were pretty tight.

Alex and Jeremy exclaimed over the size of the site on arrival - after Glastonbury it seemed rather sweet to see the whole thing in one field :) They did seem to manage to fit in everything a festival needs though - a main stage, a more shouty/metally stage (in the barn), a chill out tent and an acoustic-ish tent as well as burgers, beer, tea, sweets and doughnuts. I hadn't realised until now what doughnuts were supposed to taste like! The only lack was a noodle stall really.

We had forgotten our umbrellas on Saturday so of course we got rained on a little but the showers were short and sharp and afterwards we basked in the sun. In fact, given the amount of sun it was surprisingly cold in the evening but I survived by huddling close to Alex :) Sunday was rather grey but still nice enough to enjoy slumping on the grass near the main stage and listening to strange country porn and songs saying goodbye to all the animals you've killed and stuff :) Also, finally heard South Sea Comany Prospectus who were rather good really. I actually enjoyed it rather more than going to normal gigs because I'm not very good with crowds so the extra space, especially during the more moshy bands was much appreciated and I only felt uncomfortable about once in the whole weekend.

I'm considering re-titling this journal "We spent all our money on elephants and honey" - my fave line of the weekend from a blinding acoustic set by KTB. At the very least it's got to be a new email sig.

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We spent all our money on elephants and honey
Now we're dying sad and lonely
elephants and honey - KTB
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Wow. Over the last couple of days (work) I have written 6 stored procedures. Eventually these will be used to calculate the amount of money that local authorities should pay to the providers of things like sheltered accommodatation. People are going to print and hand over actual checks based on my code. This is scary, but also exciting.