Mud Mud Mud

There is no doubt we had an amazing time at the Leeds festival with Baby E. There were however moments that were a little tricky. On the last day the rain started. We knew it was forecast after weeks of reading weather predictions and were armed with waterproofs, pushchair covers, tent and groundsheet. We considered ourselves lucky that whenever it rained Baby E was asleep. We were able to avoid a wet cold Baby E. We were very happy and confident we could live the festival life with ease come rain or shine.

It was only when we came to leave that we realised just how muddy the rest of the festival ground had become. My Fabulous Boyfriend laughed at me every time I made a comment about it being a 'nightmare in the mud'. My Fabulous Boyfriend correctly pointed out that I was not the one carrying a heavy rucksack on my back while pushing a pushchair through the mud at the same time as being jostled by merry festival folk.

We were helped out by one lovely security man who escorted us through service road that relieved us from the crowd and mud for a very short time. Sadly this was not to be repeated on the long 1 1/2 hour walk back to the car from the main arena!