This afternoon, I returned to my house, smelly, itchy and mildly sunburnt. I had clearly just returned from Reading Festival.
I won’t bore you with a long, detailed account of the weekend, but here are some key moments.
- Since we paid a bit extra, our tent had already been put up for us, we had nice toilets, access to plugs and hair styling equipment and our campsite was nice and organised.
- We decided to go to Tescos on the first night and get a disposable barbeque. It took ages to get there, then they’d run out. Got back to the site and had fish and chips. I was starving, so this was an amazing meal.
- Raied a bit on friday, but still saw a couple of little bands called Manchester Orchestra and Amazing Baby, followed by Tim Minchin. In the evening we caught Florence and the Machine followed by Friendly Fires. I then sat through Jamie T’s set so as to get close to the front for Faith No More. I got to about six people from the front and got pushed about lots. FNM played a brilliant set and I went to sleep beaming.
- Saturday, we saw Eagles of Death Metal, minus Josh Homme who later appeared randomly. An hour later, by chance, we happened to be sat by the NME stage just when Homme’s new band, Them Crooked Vultures (with Dave Grohl and John Paul Jones) came on. Straight afterwards, we saw Mat Horne of Gavin and Stacey fame. Anna asked him for a photo, I asked him to turn to the light for a better picture, he said ‘Who are you, fucking David Bailey?’. Later, we saw the Blackout.
- Sunday, Anna felt ill. We saw a couple of bands during the day, noone spectacular. Bumped into Nikki from a couple of series back of Big Brother and Anna got a photo with her too. Chilled at the campsite for the evening before watching Bloc Party followed by Radiohead, who played brilliantly with an awesome stage set up too.
That’s it, over for another year. I’ll almost definitely be going back next year since I’ll be able to get some uni mates along and I’m 80% sure Muse will play. That would be mental.