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Here we go my Reading Festival Review. What I will do is post basically what I wrote whilst at the festival and will do it in i think four parts. Here is part I.

Day Zero - or is it really day one, no I will stay with day zero.

The train journey was a complete and utter farce. The train from Uni to town was awful. It was so packed we could hardly fit on to the train. We met up with everyone easily at New Street, good!

The train, as expected, delayed. We then found that coach D, where we had reserved seats did not exist - typical Virgin. We did get seats ok in the end. We even managed to get to Reading on time, shocking! I think my and Carl's conversation (probably about next terms courses) must have bored Melissa (my sister) and Gareth (my to be brother in-law) as they fell asleep when they were sat behind us!

We had a tedious walk to the festival site, especially when one steward said we could go in the red gate when in fact it turned out we could not, great.

After a 20 min walk we managed to get down to the Brown field and found a good site - not too wet but still wet enough to be slightly concerning. We pitched the tents and had a quick relax.

Everywhere is covered in mud, great! Alex then joined us, not too pleased about all the mud but she isn't camping tonight!

We went for a late lunch in Wetherspoons (in Central Reading) and did a shop at Sainsburys - got the beer and bog roll (sorry toilet paper), you know the important stuff for at a festival.

I am now shattered - writing at only 09:39pm {this is when I did it - not now when I am typing it up - am shattered now as well!}

I am to be honest quite pissed off, the camp fires are freaking me out. i hate fire. I am quite scared of it. In such a confined environment it can not be safe. It was like this last year. Some one just set off some fireworks. IDIOT. i hate this aspect of the festival - if this continues it WILL be my last year camping.

Gonna try and get some sleep - more fireworks, argh!