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We went to Priddy Folk Festival in June 2004 It rained Actually, it was a very good festival. We all enjoyed it very much (except for Brian, who Doesn't. Do. Tents.) It had a good line-up (including the always-hilarious Les Barker), appreciative audiences, and a great atmosphere. Did I mention that it rained? We also had the excitement of a sloping campsite, two cockerels involved in a loud contest to see who was alpha male, mud, and worms. It also rained. |
 A general view of the campsite. The sky is glowering at us, but I don't think it was actually raining at this point. |
 Here is Brian after pushing the Squire's camper van up the campsite. It was the last vehicle to be allowed onto the site for the whole weekend. |
 Okay, so a picture of some old shoes isn't too exciting, but this is the lengths we were reduced to by the sloping campsite. Anything put down on the ground fell over. |
 On the first night, all the early arrivals ended up in my tent, and drank all the drink we'd bought for the whole weekend. No-one could leave because of the rain, thunder, hail, volcanoes etc. Here are two energetic members of Baker's Dozen, pretending to be more miserable than they really are. |
 Here we are dancing in the dancing tent. What you can't see is all the worms that kept popping up between the boards. Being the tender-hearted people that we are, everyone not dancing any dance was on worm-catching duty, and darted in whenever a worm was spotted, in order to carry it to safety. |
 The pub was the only place in the area with nice toilets, and fully out of the rain. We danced there a lot. |
 The pub also had a see-saw. Not that we would be so childish as to play on it, of course. |
 We spent most of the weekend struggling to put up two gazebos and place them next to each other, as a Super Gazebo. Here we are on the last night, singing in it. Notice how we are dressed for the British summer. |