Monday, 27 July 2015

T in the Park Festival

It’s been over a week now since I returned from T in the Park, but I really wanted to put this post up as it was such an interesting (and ultimately good) weekend!
Jamie T
Having failed to get Glastonbury tickets this year, my friends and I opted for a festival purely based on the line up. I honestly didn’t think about the fact that T has moved locations this year, apart from briefly when I thought they might cancel it – it didn’t occur to me that it would cause any issues!
Me and Ian on the first day

Ian and his best man Ross, hanging out

We drove a LONG way from London on Thursday and arrived at the festival pretty late at night. I have to admit, it was kind of intimidating when we first got there. The atmosphere reminded me of Reading & Leeds a bit – big groups of 18 year olds getting smashed, basically! We were lucky and found a place to pitch our tent that wasn’t completely awful, but we were still awake all night listening to kids screaming. By Saturday, they’d overdone it and were all totally silent –ha!
Tom and Lisa dancing in the bar tent

Campsite looking beautiful on the first day

Enjoying a cider at Kodaline

The line up at T was fantastic. I thought the King Phut stage was excellent and really enjoyed The Beaches (great to see a girl band playing proper rock music) and Blossoms (they could be huge). Jamie T was excellent - way better than expected - and Seasick Steve was a random one that I thought was amazing! Other favourites were Kasabian obviously, Catfish and the Bottlemen, and the Courteeners.
Fairground rides

Save the rave?

Hands up for Jamie T

Dancing queens

Sickeningly cute couple

Sunset over Noel Gallagher

Ah, the Courteeners. They played in the tent after the Proclaimers. The tent was full, so we waited outside while they played ‘500 Miles.’ The queue was fairly calm at that time but when people started to file out of the tent, the crowd behind us surged forwards. The problem was, security were preventing us getting in. It was a complete crush and it was terrifying. A really young girl in front of me starting screaming and crying, trying to get out, and the security guard refused to lift her – it was so unprofessional and awful. Eventually I managed to call over a different security guard who helped her. Finally, the crowd pushed too hard and completely overcame the security guards – in the ensuing rush both me and Ian were pushed to the floor. Luckily, my friend grabbed me from behind and pulled me out of the way to stop me being trodden on. It was horrible and I completely blame T and the organisation.
Watching the Beaches

Jamie T again

Group shot


Love love

There were other, massive issues with the festival. I don’t like to moan, but it was really apparent that the organisers hadn’t thought a lot of things through.  For a start, it was down a one-track road, so getting in and out by vehicle was a complete nightmare. We were okay – it took us about an hour and a half to get out – but people coming by bus were totally stranded, as the buses couldn’t get in to get them out again. The site itself was far too small for purpose, which meant major crushes when people left the arena every night. They could have mitigated this by keeping the arena bars open for longer, so people left in stages, but they didn’t, which meant everyone piled out at exactly the same time – again, being in a crowd like that is really unpleasant.
Sunny finally!

My festival family

The gorgeous Scottish weather

He loves me really

At Blossoms

The main stage and the radio one stage, where the larger bands played, were accessible to each other via a massive bottleneck, which had been exacerbated by plonking a big cocktail bar in the middle of it – absolute stupidity, which meant it was almost impossible to move from one stage to the other from one band to the next.  Fair ground rides playing banging dance music were so loud, and so close to the stages, that they drowned out the bands unless you went to the front! Even the facilities were appalling – I’ve been to loads of festivals, including Glastonbury and Reading, and smaller ones too – and these were the worst toilets I’ve ever seen. I won’t go into details in case anyone’s eating!
Strathallan castle

Wandering to the campsite

Nice graffiti!

Enough complaining because I actually had a really good time at T. After the initial shock, everyone was very friendly. I’ve found a new love for chips and curry sauce, and the weather was a lot less terrible than it could’ve been! The festival site was also really pretty, if not fit for purpose. I don’t think I’ll be going back, but it was still an amazing weekend with my festival friends!  

These guys!!!


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