It’s back to normality for me today after a summer of exploration, character-building experiences and very limited internet access (AKA my very valid excuse for a feeble lack of posts).
Since its beginning in a family-friendly campsite in the Derbyshire Dales to its demise in the war-torn fields of Leeds Festival, this summer has consisted of flitting between the East Anglian coast, Mancunian record stores and a good mate’s house in Staveley. There have been weddings attended, new tattoos/piercings acquired and large doses of literature consumed.
Books of my summer:
- Owen Jones, The Establishment: And How They Get Away With It.
- George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia.
- J.D. Salinger, The Catcher In The Rye.
- Stephen Fry, The Liar.
- Pat Barker, Noonday.
- Jon E. Lewis, The War Behind The Wire: The Life, Death and Glory of British Prisoners of War 1914-18.
- Gerald Giddon, VCs of the First World War: Somme 1916.
- Greg King and Sue Woolmans, The Assassination of the Archduke: Sarajevo 1914 and the Romance that Changed the World.
- Anton Rippon, How Britain Kept Calm and Carried On: On the Home Front.
- James Dashner, The Death Cure.
Despite having narrowly dodged being peed and thrown up on, barely surviving the weather and leaving with a lovely little cold – I feel like I have left Leeds with some very valuable experience.
Five festival life lessons:
- Wellies ARE essential and should be worn at all times – even when festival season is over.
- Indiscreetly pointing at someone wins you a new friend.
- Puddles are not suitable pillow substitutes.
- You are not above bumbags.
- Small tents test friendships.
Overall, the last six weeks have been brilliant, educational and physically and mentally exhausting, yet I feel oddly recharged. Now I’m ready to write, work and campaign furiously throughout this next year before returning to university in 2017.
- Interacting with Iain Stirling (the reason my mates and I continued watching CBBC well into our early teens) at Leeds, directly followed by:
- Listening to Owen Jones chat with Andy Parsons and having him inspire me even further.
- Eating Kimchi in Manchester and Turkish food in Lowestoft.
- Spontaneous Tramlines outing.
- (Cheesy as hell, I know, but) spending time with my family and friends, which is a big deal for an introvert y’know.
- Getting in the bath after Leeds Fest.
- Oh, and getting new hamsters.