Right about now I should be dancing in the rain with Dave at The Big Feastival, enjoying a bit of old school hip hop from Sugarhill Gang (which Dave would have rapped incessantly throughout) and wondering what to eat for tea. What I’m actually doing is sitting in my pyjamas catching up on Coronation Street after spending the day cleaning and tidying . . .
Friday lunch time we packed the car up and set off down to Alex James’ Farm in The Cotswolds for The Big Feastival (which is considerably further away than I had realised and thanks to some heavy traffic took over 4 hours to get to!) We managed to get the tent pitched just before the heavens opened – it has to be said it’s considerably easier when it’s just the two of us! Once we’d got ourselves set up we were able to take shelter from the worst of the rain before sticking on our raincoats heading into the festival for the evening.
We spent much of the evening pottering around and perusing the different food and drink vendors – picking out ones we’d like to re-visit over the weekend, Dave might have got a bit excited about some peanut butter brownies! I was too cold to want to drink gin (I know, I know but ice . . . ) and decided to save that one for Saturday, preferring a steaming cup of hot chocolate from Neigh Coffee whilst Dave was all about the Birra Moretti (which wasn’t exactly cheap at £6.50 a pint but it’s his favourite so who am I to deny him!)
We caught up with Emma briefly before heading to the main stage to watch Becky Hill, I didn’t think I knew who she was but actually realised I knew quite a few of her tracks and she seemed very sweet onstage. Professor Green was good fun – fairly sweary as you’d expect if I’m honest but I had thought he might clean it up a bit on the basis that it was a family friendly festival and whilst his performance was practically “post watershed” (if that’s even a thing at a festival) there were plenty of kids in the audience.
We took a break from the main stage to hit up Anna Mae’s Mac n Cheese for the cheesiest pot of pasta known to man – hot carbs were exactly what we needed at that point as we’d fully underestimated just how cold it would get!
By the time we’d finished eating, the main stage and Basement Jaxx were calling us – I don’t know what I’d envisaged from Basement Jaxx live but honestly they were an unexpected highlight. They fully pulled it out of the bag and nearly caused me to put my back out dancing like I was 21 again! All in, Friday night reminded me that I really miss dancing in fields but was also a harsh wake up call to impending middle age!
It was an absolute joy of an evening.
Then it all went wrong. I woke up at half 6 yesterday morning feeling pretty poorly – and let me tell you, a 5+ minute walk to the toilet when you’re feeling rough is not the one. We stuck it out for a couple of hours hoping I’d get better but in the end decided we’d just have to pack up and come home. Dave packed the tent up around me and we drove home (FIVE HELLISH HOURS) – to anyone who saw me looking like death wearing my pj’s at Tamworth services, I can only apologise!
I’m feeling OK now, though Dave ended up being poorly through the night so it was definitely a good job we left when we did but honestly I’m so gutted. We were so looking forward to our Big Feastival experience and the ironing pile I faced this afternoon was no competition for an afternoon of dancing in a field in the rain with my man.
The short time we spent at The Big Feastival was enough for us to know we want to go back – be it with or without the kids. There was so much to see and do, so much food to eat! Everything seemed really well organised (though I do think having the main blocks of toilets outside of the campsite is a bit of an odd one . . . what a nightmare for middle of the night wees or in my case just being plain poorly!) The queues for the showers were insane after about 7am – I think we’d have stuck to wet wipe washes and liberal sprays of deodorant if we’d stayed!
As a family, The Big Feastival is a big step up from our festival experiences so far – it felt like a nice step between family festivals like Just So and the proper music festivals of our youth! We didn’t feel at all out of place attending without the kids and equally there were plenty of little ones up and about right through Basement Jaxx’s set (and just as many sleeping in trolleys whilst their parents danced the night away!) Dave and I agreed that we think it might have been a bit much for our little gang this year but in a year or two we think they’d love it – that said, if we’d taken them this weekend we’d have had a different focus and perhaps wouldn’t have spent Friday night pretending we were 21. . .
My friends Lauren and Emma attended The Big Feastival with their children this year so for a different point of view on the festival, do be sure to check out their posts:
The Big Feastival 2018 – Scrapbook Blog
*We attended The Big Feastival in exchange for a charitable donation, for the purposes of review, however all thoughts and opinions remain our own.*