So now I'm back after what was five months away from home and all I can think of is, 'what am I doing here'......I never really thought about any downsides of returning back to London. But some good friends have confirmed that what I am going through is quite normal. Living away from home and experiencing something so very epic will have a flip side once you're back. A feeling that I don't belong, a feeling of unhappiness, a feeling of loneliness. I have been extremely lucky and with a few years hard work have managed to secure myself many festivals to occupy myself over the summer (fifteen and counting!) And for this I am very grateful, for without it I would certainly be one lost soul in London. But as it turns out, I am not. No in fact my biggest challenge is that of motivation. All else is really quite wonderful. I have wonderful friends, wonderful encounters and have been led to wonderful situations that in turn have helped me get ahead of the game.

So I came back home and spent around five days just waiting for The Sunrise Celebration to begin, and soon enough it did! So I had the bike fixed (new clutch £450!) and a few days later I was ready for festie number 1. Sunrise was wonderful for me! I reconnected with so many people and had the easiest shifts with Green Stewards ever, just what I needed!

Festival number 2 was Glade. At the time I didn't have any clue just how epic Glade would be. I was going alone to get out of London, that's all I knew. I got there early and put my tent up in a large empty field, about half a day later some others arrived. I met some of my neighbours and eventually had an early night.

The next day Spin arrived and introduced me to all of her lovely friends and instantly my new family were all around me! Green Stewards asked me if I wanted to do a Supervisor shift which I happily accepted and afterwards was told this was a trial and I'd done really well! (got paid too!) That night we all went out and got quite messy, it was lots of fun! and by the time the sun was coming up we were all ready for bed.....That was until I saw Mr Sunshine poking his head above the horizon, what a sight! And I moved a little closer to interrupt a group a people who hadn't yet noticed, 'looooook' I said! And that's how I met Tabatha. She insisted that I come back to her tent to help her finish off her drink, be rude not to! A little later we went in search of some nos and somehow ended up on a trampoline. Some ten to fifteen minutes must have gone by with much jumping and laughing when all of a sudden we were joined by some random who go up on the tramp and in all of a few seconds managed to put me off balance and I crushed my ankle. The pain was instant and I came down off my high very quickly indeed, got very warm and almost through up. Luckily the medics tent wasn't far so I though I would hobble over, although I could sustain no weight on it at all so Tabatha had to go over and get them to come and get me. The doctor decided I really should go to the hospital as it could be fractured, it had swelled up like you wouldn't believe!. So off I went to Kings Lynn Hospital (dressed as a polar bear by the way!) Hospital in fancy dress is rather fun, really put a smile on the nurses faces :D

Wind forward a few hours and with the great news that nothing is broken I returned to Glade via the free shuttle bus service and was back on the dance floor (crutches and all!) The rest of my stewarding shifts took place in the 'office' passing messages on the radio (felt quite at home doing this after over eight years with the couriers)

Getting home wasn't as difficult as I thought it might be as it was my right foot and not my left, so I motorbiked back and was even helped out getting petrol so I didn't have to get off.

Festival number 3 was London Feis where I was running a small Guinness Bar (at an Irish Festival!!!) Were we busy? Jeeeeez! My bar made £26,000 on Saturday selling just Guinness! That's over 6,000 pints!

Festival number 4 was Glastonbury where I was asked to look after The Pussy Parlour, the very same Spiegel tent I spent six weeks of my life in over xmas and new years! This time though I was being subbed out to work for The Dance Village with no other WBC staff but me I was given 18 bar staff who were working for their ticket and by the way, all dressed up in burlesque outfits, nice! I had lots and lots of fun working there! Didn't really see any bands at Glastonbury, had much trouble with my ankle and didn't get that much time off......Still had a blast though! Deffo got the good straw in bagging the pussy parlour :)

So now I'm home after a coach journey with no air con or windows on the hottest day of the year. I've had worse journey though :)

Yesterday i had a job interview for a bar job at Sonisphere, went in to the head office at The WBC to finalise some arrangements for Hatfiar (Festie number 5) and finally attended the wonderful Flash Mob Meditation in Covent Garden with my friend Anna. (the whole time still wearing much glitter from Glastonbury that will not wash out!!) After we went for amazing vegan food with some of the people we met and laughed about all sorts of silly things. Life is quite sweet!

This morning I woke with little or no motivation and spent the day in bed. It is now 16:34 and I have not left bed yet. I am making up for lost time though and do not feel too guilty. Shortly I will actually get up, do some washing (clothes and also myself!) and then maybe pick a movie for a quiet night in for tomorrow morning it's off to Winchester for Hatfair. Am very excited as it's just me and a guy called Tim. No other WBC staff at all! Should be much fun! And it means I don't have to go to Hop Farm (which I'm not a massive fan of)

Oh and I just had a call from Green Stewards offering me last minute paid work at Hop Farm (I had to turn them down due to Hatfair) They were only after 4 people and requested me, feels gooood :D

Till the next time, thank you for reading, chat soon x