I go to bed, feeling the same way

It was with a heavy heart we packed up the tent...  

We had sat for a couple of hours watching hungover folk trail to the loo, stagger over guy ropes, and begin the packing up process. 

We were astounded by the number of people who did Friday night, or saturday night, but not both.  Especially the gals who arrived at the same time as us - with a white van full of booze and who had gone by Saturday lunch time.  How did they consume all the booze? Really? And why bring Booze to a beer festival? 

The exit from the field was uneventful - unlike the first time we left the Fyne Fest 3 years ago - it had rained all night on Saturday, and was still raining in the morning. 

there was a steep slope out of the field, and the only grip was some rubber matting which had been laid out specifically for the purpose.  Folk were skidding and stalling all over the place  - we did it so fast we nearly ran into the field across the road

But none of that this year - proper temporary road surface material, lower slope - it was all very lovely. 

Gentle drive down the road, wee bimble to the allotment and then we sat and lazed on the couch all night. 

ahhhhhh and then a wee bottle of beer before we went to bed.  

Can't possibly withdraw immediately.