I’ve been awake since 5am this morning.  P woke up with a problem and ended up in our bed and to be honest, once my brain had switched on, I couldn’t get back to sleep.  I’m too excited to sleep and keep thinking of all the things that I need to do this morning to be ready for the off in the convoy at 1!

So i’ve completely over prepared, and now plan to go with the flow…. the flow of cider and wine that is all packed, and the endless flow of food that is also planned in great detail!  I’m currently downloading some tunes for the 3 hour journey to Santa Pod race track.  Of course it’s the Hoosiers and Top loader who are each headlining a night.  I was chatting to a lovely lady yesterday who I thought was roughtly about the same age as me, and as the conversation progressed it became apparent that I was somewhat flattering myself with this assumption!  Making the assumption that I was quite “Down Wit Da Kidz” I thought it would make me sound cool to say I was popping to a festival at the weekend, and we’d be just chilling out in the sunshine, and listening to some good music and bands.  When I said that Toploader were headlining the Saturday night, expecting her reaction to be something along the lines of “cool” or “I love top loader, what a relevant and cool band” I was disappointed when she said “Ah, Oldskool retro music….. Great”!!!! At what point does something become Old Skool! please! So I hastily agreed and moved the conversation on, in the silent realisation that I was in fact not quite as cool or relevant as I thought I was!  This morning i’m feeling better about being Old Skool cool! so bring it on I say!  My first festival that I am throwing caution to the wind and simply refusing to pack wellington boots and living on the edge with a handful of fabulous friends will rock!

(Should I admit to secretly sneaking in a pack-a-mack just in case?!…….. Doh!)