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Well, I said I liked the word 'fail'...
Aug. 18th, 2008 11:36 pm7:30 - We got up after a heavy night in town (Science of Eight Limbs gig, much booze). Hangover FAIL.
8:30 - Loaded up car, left for V Festival. Got as far as Basingstoke (Amazenstoke), car FAIL. Water tank boiling over, overheating FAIL, the whole shebang is FAIL. We stuck some more water in and struggled on anyway.
9:30 - I sat on a motorway embankment, with thistles imbedding themselves into my bum cheeks. FAIL.
10:00 - AA man arrived, faffed about with the lid of the water tank, saying it's the lid that's causing the FAIL - seal broken. Rubber glove temporarily fixed it. He followed us to Amazenstoke (that nickname is ironic btw) and we went to Halfords. Halfords FAIL at having water thingy lids in stock. We then noticed that the pump/pipe/whatever was actually leaking all over the damn road. It wasn't doing that on the motorway!
11:30 - We were towed all the way home. M's mum prepared us a picnic. We borrowed her car and set off again.
13:00 - We eventually hit the M25. Traffic FAIL all over the show.
14:00 - Accidental-detour-to-Dover FAIL.
15:00 - Finally arrived at V Festival, having stopped at every single entrance and asked every single steward we saw where we had to go. They all FAILED at directions.
15:30 - Guestlist FAIL and no answer from the Muse powers-that-be. This did have its advantages 'cause we bumped into Michelle & Caff and shared some lulz!
16:00 - We eventually got our wristbands and went on through. People FAIL. The place was full of utter numpties.
Evening - Watched Stereophonics (****) and Muse (*****), both of whom were brilliant... but the crowd was made of FAIL. Rude, rude, RUDE people, argy-bargy types, and silly mouthy bitchy girls in Ugg boots and shorts who knew every word to every song on every advert between bands, yet didn't know the major hits of the bands they were watching, i.e. Plug In Baby. FAIL.
Sometime during Muse's set - Invincible. FAIL.
Night - We set up camp in the car and listened to some Stevie Wonder/the rain on the roof. Lovely. We slept in the car, which seemed like a great, cosy idea... yet in practise? FAIL. I got cramp, and the right 'ump.
Sunday morning - We bought some chips and coke for breakfast. £10 for thirteen chips each. FAIL. We watched The Stranglers (*****) and Squeeze (****), a bit of Girls Aloud (FAIL), Passenger (****), a little bit of Jack McManus (* - Phil Collins wannabe FAIL) Lenny Kravitz (***** - band of the weekend!), and a bit of Amy Whingehouse (* - career FAIL, sort it out woman srsly).
Evening - We fully intended to watch Hot Chip, The Charlatans and the Chemical Brothers, but instead we just went home. Hahahahahahahahahaha. V Festival. Epic, epic, epic FAIL. But.
8:30 - Loaded up car, left for V Festival. Got as far as Basingstoke (Amazenstoke), car FAIL. Water tank boiling over, overheating FAIL, the whole shebang is FAIL. We stuck some more water in and struggled on anyway.
9:30 - I sat on a motorway embankment, with thistles imbedding themselves into my bum cheeks. FAIL.
10:00 - AA man arrived, faffed about with the lid of the water tank, saying it's the lid that's causing the FAIL - seal broken. Rubber glove temporarily fixed it. He followed us to Amazenstoke (that nickname is ironic btw) and we went to Halfords. Halfords FAIL at having water thingy lids in stock. We then noticed that the pump/pipe/whatever was actually leaking all over the damn road. It wasn't doing that on the motorway!
11:30 - We were towed all the way home. M's mum prepared us a picnic. We borrowed her car and set off again.
13:00 - We eventually hit the M25. Traffic FAIL all over the show.
14:00 - Accidental-detour-to-Dover FAIL.
15:00 - Finally arrived at V Festival, having stopped at every single entrance and asked every single steward we saw where we had to go. They all FAILED at directions.
15:30 - Guestlist FAIL and no answer from the Muse powers-that-be. This did have its advantages 'cause we bumped into Michelle & Caff and shared some lulz!
16:00 - We eventually got our wristbands and went on through. People FAIL. The place was full of utter numpties.
Evening - Watched Stereophonics (****) and Muse (*****), both of whom were brilliant... but the crowd was made of FAIL. Rude, rude, RUDE people, argy-bargy types, and silly mouthy bitchy girls in Ugg boots and shorts who knew every word to every song on every advert between bands, yet didn't know the major hits of the bands they were watching, i.e. Plug In Baby. FAIL.
Sometime during Muse's set - Invincible. FAIL.
Night - We set up camp in the car and listened to some Stevie Wonder/the rain on the roof. Lovely. We slept in the car, which seemed like a great, cosy idea... yet in practise? FAIL. I got cramp, and the right 'ump.
Sunday morning - We bought some chips and coke for breakfast. £10 for thirteen chips each. FAIL. We watched The Stranglers (*****) and Squeeze (****), a bit of Girls Aloud (FAIL), Passenger (****), a little bit of Jack McManus (* - Phil Collins wannabe FAIL) Lenny Kravitz (***** - band of the weekend!), and a bit of Amy Whingehouse (* - career FAIL, sort it out woman srsly).
Evening - We fully intended to watch Hot Chip, The Charlatans and the Chemical Brothers, but instead we just went home. Hahahahahahahahahaha. V Festival. Epic, epic, epic FAIL. But.
