It was Wednesday the 28th of July and the eight intrepid burritoistas travelled down to Wool in Dorset for the eagerly anticipated Camp Bestival festival. The crew dem included two spanking new members in the shape of Matt and John 'The Brizzle boys'
Our pitch, situated in the family field, was a long long way from the real action, but we ploughed into our preparations with gay abandon. After a fairly chilled out day of lime juicing, tin foil ripping and other necessary tasks the nefarious Luardos gang headed to the pub for a spot of dindins. The calm before the storm was in full effect.
After a fairly slow start to the day a queue soon grew. Coinciding with the amazing insect circus performance two doors down from us. Human sized insects spinning around, attacking each other and puting the frighteners up the children obviously sewed the hunger seed into everyone's bellies
The queue was expunged, which gave us a little time for some arts and crafts...
...even El Gremlo got in on the action
Then, out of nowhere, new boy John pulls out all the stops and enters Jesus H-van in this crazy get up. Our main man Ganesha representing hard. Removing fruit from the fridge and enabling a delicious Jug O' Pimms (TM)
The standard, having been firmly set, was then immitated by the other dedicated followers of facepaint
The light started to fade on what was another delightful festival experience and the raindrops glistened on the roof of the big top. The Luardos lads and gals packed up and readied themselves for the big off
"On the road again, I just can't wait to be on the road again..." (whistle to close)
psst! see y'all at 'Standon Calling'.
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