They were very funny! Later we headed back to the campsite for a BBQ and an early night for me. We explored the magical Spellbound Forest and listened to some dusk campfire stories from the fabulous duo Patrick and Bridget. We chilled out and listened to the folky, bluegrass acoustic band called ‘Kidnap Alice’ in the afternoon sunshine, black clouds threaten but nothing came of it. It was called Footlights, with a bar opposite…the perfect remedy for my parents after a stressful afternoon. We started off at the Social, the main hub for eating and dancing, with the main stage within a walled field on a farm. The Social & Footlights, Peek-a-boo, Head-over-Heels, The Imaginarium, Jitterbug, Spellbound Forest, Lazy Days and the High Seas. The organisers have done a wonderful job with the decorations and the artwork. We went around the festival site to get a lay of the land and it is stunning, so much attention to detail. Top tip: lay your tent out on the grass, then get your wristbands before putting the tent up. 2.5 hours after the festival had started! Our own fault for not leaving earlier, but also it seemed that everyone arrived at the same time to collect their wristbands. It was 4.30pm when we finally got into the festival on Friday. The sun was shining, but bored kids had trashed the ‘hello’ signs which dotted the pathway up to the entrance which was a shame. The next challenge was getting our festival wristbands, mummy queued for 20 mins for her wristband, she wished we had gone to get them as soon as we arrived. Luckily for us we pitched up just before the rain started and after the quick shower, had a cuppa and a well deserved sandwich. However it wasn’t all doom and gloom, mummy had walked so far up the campsite that we realised we were only a stones throw from the entrance!! “Well done mummy” this is a perfect position I clap. Not a good start to the weekend my mummy thought. When daddy turned up he was angry and couldn’t understand why people would reserve bits of grass with chairs and coats. At last some space! Horror descended over our faces when we found out these patches too were “reserved” for friends that hadn’t turned up yet! 5 tent pitches! Eventually we talked the other camper round to let us pitch up as mummy had walked so far with me. Before we knew it we were very far from the car park, up a gradual slope and saw the end of the roped off little path. We asked several times if we could pitch up and sadly kept getting turned away with festival goers saying they were “reserved” for friends. Even though we arrived at 1.30pm a lot of people had already secured their patches and more disappointingly secured others with bags and chairs. We walked for what seemed like ages, winding our way though the mass of already pitched tents. Natural instinct took over and mummy bundled me in my festival cart when we arrived with some bags and we took off on our trek to find a bit of flat grass. We were all conscious that we needed to get to the festival when the gates opened at 12pm to pitch a tent and secure our home away from home.īeing first timers, we didn’t know where to pitch up or where to go. #WILD RUMPUS CIRCUS FULL#The car was full to bust! Keeping me amused in the car was a challenge, even though I slept the majority of the way up, daddy had ‘In the night garden’ on standby just incase I got fractious. On Friday morning we were finally on our epic adventure. It had been in our calendar for months, we’d scoured Pinterest for costume ideas for the Tribal Tournament and busy prepped all our camping gear (I’d even packed my own teddies!) The journey up and camping. Dear mummy, phew! What a weekend we’ve just had! We travelled 3 hours up to Cheshire for the annual Just So Festival.
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