this weekend soph, rachael (soph's housemate), gareth (rachael's boyfriend), brooke (you've seen her before) and antony (him too, brooke's boy) all piled into a car and went to all tomorrow's parties (a festival).
first stop : sainsbury's in whitechapel. we went in a bit confused and came out very well-stocked with booze and a huge box of cornflakes (and salad, don't worry mum. i even bought suncream even though the whole festival was inside - well trained i guess).
not only did it take us forever to get out of london (we saw all the sights though) the motorway was jammed like mandurah on the easter weekend. this is gareth, he drove us all the way.
soph and a dog in a wig.
so this is butlins. butlins is, firstly, completely indescribable, secondly, a holiday resort thing and thirdly, completely weird. i'm still not over how weird it was.
many, many gulls. rach and i went out to feed the couple of ducks that were wandering about and were very swiftly bombarded by hoards of fighting gulls. they're about three times the size of the seagulls that i'm used to and ten times more aggressive.
brooke and antony (he hadn't slept in three days or something dumb, finishing a major project for uni).
rachael.
soph, contemplating her wristband while waiting for bon iver to begin. i may or may not have fallen completely in love with him.
more to come...
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