Yeah I do realise that is not the correct way to spell “two” or even “2″, but I am being all hip and trendy because that’s what cool people do – cool people deliberately spell words wrong because it’s cool.
So these are some more Bestival pictures because just so much stuff happened and I need to write it down before I forget everything because it was over a week ago now which is a long, long time ago.
We saw Hot Chip on Thursday even though we got Friday tickets because we were clever and queued up for hours and then realised we needed Thursday entry which was only a tenner extra at this Box Office stall just on the other side of the fence but then we were told we’d have to go all the way to the back of the queue once we’d got ‘em and me and Brian just thought, hell no – that’s crazy. So we queued up in this new much smaller queue and this guy goes to us, “It’s a good thing we’ve got our wristbands otherwise we’d have to go all the way to the back of the other queue to get back in!” And then me and Brian just thought, oh dear, because we didn’t have our wristbands because we had to come back out, leaving Squawky with the bags and tents, and buy the Thursday entry. But it was okay because we managed to squeeze through a gate and none of the security people really cared, so all-in-all that was a bit of a non-story.
Anyway Hot Chip were great and I got right to the front where this guy was purposely sticking his elbow out to stop me getting to the front because some girl had started talking to him (obviously just because she wanted to be at the front), but I got inbetween their boring conversation and got things spilt on me and it was great.
This is Brian giving Fern a turtle face because she was a turtle for the wildlife theme and not just any turtle, one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (I can’t remember their names, it’s been a long time and also my brain wasn’t properly formed at whatever age I was when I watched it). Also Fern had this cool backpack which looked like a shell which her costume revolved around.
It was confusing though because whenever she said “Can you pass my shell”, it sounded like she was saying “Can you pass Michelle”, which would have been awkward and difficult and Squawky gets really funny if you touch her.
For example, she absolutely freaked out when I wiped a slug on her eye, (as a punishment for laughing when I expressed my shock and distaste at finding a slug crawling up my jeans). She also got all agitated when my lip started bleeding because my lips were in terrible condition for the whole festival, and this proper glob of blood appeared on my lip so I wiped it on her arm. And she even got all annoyed when I accidentally, (or totally on purpose – I forget), spilt this noodle juice on her from those leftover noodles I found like a tramp.
Yeah, she’s a bit weird about human contact.
Man, they took so damn long to make those pizzas. We even went for a walk around to get our bearings and then returned and they still weren’t done. And we watched some guys get told off because their tent wasn’t within the white line and then they had to take it down and move it elsewhere. And then the pizza was done and it wasn’t for me, it was Brian’s. It wasn’t even that good a pizza and I consider myself very knowledgeable on pizza.
But the people in the pizza stall looked like they were having fun because there was cool music and they were dancing and singing even though they should have really been making pizzas, but it was okay because in the end we did get pizza and it was average but average isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
It’s really difficult taking photos in a crowd all dancing and stuff whilst you’re standing there a bit awkwardly adjusting the shutter speed and changing the film in your camera but I managed quite well I think as you can see by these mediocre and blurry photos of people’s hands and not even who was playing.
I mean, who even is this? I have no idea.
However as far as I can see they used loads of smoke effects so probably a good band.
Our friendly neighbours who helped us put up our tent because they say saw us failing miserably even though I told Squawky she was doing it wrong because she put the long bits through the wrong bits of the tent but she just shouted rude things like “You’re really pissing me off”, or “You’re so fucking annoying”, just because I was right and then when our neighbours helped us they told her she’d done it wrong and I was just so smug, anyway they made this sign.
It says “NO WILD BEARS” and we were very helpful and drew some bears on it in case anyone was slightly confused as to exactly what a wild bear looked like.
This is Jake putting it back up after I took it down to draw the bears on it and I felt really rude because the woman, (we didn’t find out their names), came back while I was taking it down and it must have looked like I was trying to ruin their tent or something so I had to explain we were going to draw on their sign because it was boring and that probably made me seem even ruder.
During a very memorable performance by some band I can’t remember this guy, (or woman – let’s not make assumptions), just paraglided over and as you can see it was very exciting for everyone and the camera man who was meant to be filming the band for those screens for people far away from the main stage got distracted too because it was just incredibly riveting and intruiging.
And as you can see he just flew right over and I was actually sort of hoping he’d come down into the festival and make an entrance but he didn’t. That would have been so cool though.
Or he could have got really close to the main stage and just hovered over that owl and be able to see all the main bands and all the security people would have been trying to catch him but he’d be dangling over them and it would have been so funny.
Look over the hill – is it a bird? Is it a plane? No of course it’s not you stupid, it’s Mouse Trap!
That was such a fun game, I liked the bit with that old green plastic lady that dives into a pot near the end and also some other stuff happens before one of the mice get got. But yeah, it was such a good game.
They had huge mice and the cage like in mouse trap and the giant trap itself was proper swinging in the breeze and I was hoping it might accidentally fall down and someone would get seriously stuck and everyone could laugh at them and say “Mouse Trap!” But that never happened.
And also at Bestival some other things happened like, “Prince Charming. I mean Charles”, “Welcome to Shellyvile”, “Shell E”, this Swedish guy the others met and called Ikea and my trampy festival ways which consisted of my hair sticking on end, my feet being a bit smelly and eating food that had been left behind (burgers, noodles and pizza).
It was great.