Blondie on full blast, getting ready for tomorrow #campbestival I know ALL the words
Monthly Archives: July 2011
So excited, just had the updated APP for #campbestival and they've got the timings up, gutted as tomorrow night I have to be in two places at once due to Milton Jones playing East Lulworth at the same time ABC are on the Castle Stage, then it gets worse as Blondie are playing the same time on Castle Stage as Jack Whitehall and the Comedy set are on the Big Top. Think we're going to have to leave big girl in the big top while I leg it to see Blondie, not missing that for anything and seriously have to drool over Martin Fry - I have the albums, all of them for Blondie and ABC, omg I'm that old.
Then there's the silent disco - I am so excited about that it's silly. You get headphones and select what music genre you want (I think) then you dance away to your own music, excellent. You can play 'spot the ones doing YMCA and Cliff Richard', my only issue is that I tend to sing, very, very badly, and I wonder if anyone will notice.
Rob da Bank is doing the silent disco on sunday night - 1.30am-3am, I can't remember seeing that time of night since the children were born, sad I know.
Then there's the dancing stuff, salsa, Lindy hop, charleston - oooh I so want to do that, can you dance in walking boots? Will have to find out.
Ade Edmonson is also playing - really, really need to try and get an interview with him, wonder if he's there with the kids, that would be fabulous to get him on air talking about food at festivals, or just controlling children at festivals.
The Gruffalo is also on stage - Oh no, it's gruffalo! Yeay, I so want to see that, pity none of the children do they reckon they're all way too old for it, I'm not!
Now, I've just had tip off that there is a chocolate and churros stand that does amazing coffee there - That's first on my list for breakfast on Saturday, based on the concept that I've had some sleep, ear plugs and eye masks sorted for the children too so fingers crossed.
I knew the real reason for me going to Camp Bestival the day after my lovely husband and small children is not just to bring extra supplies but to being all the items they've forgotten to put into the car....
1. Small Boy's dressing gown
2. Pillows - that would have been interesting
3. Regulator and tube to connect the camping stove up to the gas tank. Am going to have a rant about this - the reg and tube doesn't come with the camping stove or the gas tank. I think this is really stupid as you need the bit in the middle to connect it all up. The Camping shops (that sell the stoves) don't sell the reg and tube because it's July and they're selling winter stuff now, you don't go camping in winter so you have to buy these in December (aaaargh!). The garden centres that sell the gas tanks don't sell the regs and tubes as they come with the stoves and they don't sell the stoves - they don't come with the stoves, if they came with the stoves we wouldn't have to buy them cos we'd have one, (grrrr!) - end of rant. After trawling round DIY shops and camping shops we found one this morning at the local lawnmower shop - thank you Briants in Longwick. OK that's lateral thinking to blow your mind, who one earth would have thought of that one, my lovely husband in total desperation, that's who.
It would be interesting writing about feeding the family at a festival without being to use the stove, if I cheated and we lived on takeaways some bright spark would clock us and tell everyone so we'd be found out. It's the same as when I'm in the fish and chip shop getting emergency food for the children as I have a 5 minute turn round to get them from school to Taekwondo or Judo and I always bump into someone who gleefully declares 'ooooh, you're in the chippy I'm going to tell, I thought you always cooked ALL your own food'. Well, actually 'no, I don't' not always, and 'yes' I do allow my children to eat rubbish frequently.
So at last they're off, just had a text from medium sized girl asking if they could eat the coco pops bars and big bags of crisps that are supposed too be for breakfast and posh snacks for lunch on the way down. Her Dad is driving so why is she texting me and not asking him? She was told 'no' and to eat the packed lunch that I'd made for them.
One final piece of classic texting. Our friend Grant is on his way with his two children, he sent a text this morning that made me laugh. You have to remember that this is one 50 year old bloke to anther 50 year old bloke, this is so obtuse it's brilliant...
"On the way, meet you in the skate park at 3pm, it's totally awesome!'
Fantastic, all it needs is a tent to turn two grown blokes into little kids again - love it.
I had flashmic training today - no it doesn't mean learning how to use a mic whilst wearing a dubious mac, the lovely Jason at Radio Oxford showed me how to turn it on, check levels, record and turn it off, bless him, he also checked that I had producer Cristina's mobile in case I ran into difficulties with it. I know I'm blonde, but it's not that technical. Hmm, probably shouldn't have typed that, I'll end up calling Cristina at a critical moment cos I can't find the 'on' button.
Two children's suitcases packed, halved the clothes that medium sized girl is taking and had meltdown over her iphone and conversations along the lines of :
'you won't have coverage' - 'you're taking yours, you wouldn't do that if there wasn't coverage'
'there's no way of charging it' - 'yes there is, there's wifi and charging in the press tent'
'you won't need to call, text or email anyone' - 'my friends will want to know what I'm up to and it just CAN'T wait until Monday'.
'well I'll have to take my ipod instead' - 'you're going to a music festival, there's lots of live music, you won't have time to listen to your ipod'
iphone has now been confiscated and hidden.
Small boys suitcase has been emptied of lego, DS games and pokemon cards so there is now room for more than 1 pair of pants in there plus other clothes. Had the conversation again about it being quicker just to wear the clothes he travels down in, sleep in them and just get straight up the next day, repeat until Monday - he's taking at least 2 changes of clothing, under duress.
Haven't tackled teenager's bag, that's for tomorrow after some sleep.
My packing - I'm not going down there until Friday morning so haven't even thought about that, I'm on Radio Birmingham at 11.30 tomorrow morning on the lovely Joanne Mallin's show, another coating of St Tropez to do tomorrow night and dogs to take to the Pet Nanny. Bless them, they're already unhappy as they've seen the suitcases so I have two stressed out labradors who will be howling at our bedroom door tonight being needy.
Had a lovely glass of wine in the garden this evening with my friend Jayne after she dropped back small boy and three lovely trout that her fab husband Alan had caught this afternoon. It's been very tempting to take the trout to Camp Bestival and cook them outside the tent with some fresh herbs and lemon juice but that really would be show off cooking, wouldn't it? So they're going to have to go into the freezer until we get back, although Big Girl and I may have to share one tomorrow night as it would be a shame not to. Good excuse to use up the potatoes in the fridge, sauteed, and some fresh lettuce from the garden, lovely.
Beverley Glock is a food writer and broadcaster, she is the founder of Splat Cooking, her first book '500 baby and toddler foods' is published on 5 September by Apple Press and her APP 'Cupcakes, Muffins and Afternoon Tea' is released in September.
Just had lunch with my friend Jayne. We were discussing fancy dress for Camp Bestival, or rather I was raving about the Black Knight costume with the removable arm - we're both Monty Python fans, anyway, Jayne had this brilliant idea - smear spag bol on your face and go as a plague victim. Fabulous, I love it, thanks Jayne.
By the way I've also found a Tim the Enchanter hat, the guy who warns of the white fluffy bunny with 'big, pointy teeth', on a website to buy. Wonder how many of those we'll see at Camp Bestival?
I've just had an email from the PR company for Camp Bestival notifying me that that I have to be in fancy dress and the wonderful Smiffy's fancy dress experts to the stars will have a costume waiting for me to collect on Friday - thought I'd get away with that one, obviously not! So I've been looking through medieval costumes and figuring out what I would like.
Princess - only if I can have a pointy hat, but actually being Princess Fiona would be cool, just a little worried about being green all weekend without any decent means of getting the green stuff off especially a I've spent ages doing St Tropez.
Fever Princess - would this help me get an interview with Martin Fry of ABC? Not really appropriate for a family festival though, although it does have a pointy hat.
monk - just imagine if ALL the blokes at the festival wore monk costumes, that could be cool,
tavern wench - actually that looks interesting,
Maid Marian - a litte boring methinks, although with a green wig it could be good
pirate - oooh, yes, going as a pirate, well that counts, they were around in medieval times weren't they? History isn't my strong point, maybe they were a little later? Actually all the pirate costumes look cool, they'd go with my walking boots too. OK maybe that's pushing a bit.
Maid - actually I quite like this one, a little 'safe' though.
Braveheart - this one appeals, alternatively you could hire a smurf outfit, put on a scottish accent and pretend that they sent you the wrong item - please, please any Scots out there don't take offence, I just had a 'moment' and my son was watching the preview for the new Smurf movie and it appealed to my very sad sense of humour.
Sheriff of Nottingham - ooh, now this one appeals, not for wearing but for having Richard Armitage wear it - I so miss Robin Hood, it was a real treat on a Saturday evening.That would be so embarrassing if Richard Armitage is going Camp Bestival and he reads this
This is the costume I want to wear, it's so cool, the black knight from Monty Python and the Holy Grail, you know, the one where his arm gets chopped off 'tis but a flesh wound' one. It's fantastic - Smiffys if you have this one at Camp Bestival please can you keep one for me?
However, this one is the coolest of the cool, you can rent a proper suit of armour, the full thing, in metal it's fab but not sure I'd want to walk from the tent to the site in it.
You could be totally obtuse and just go with a stuffed snake draped around your neck as a python - 'monty' python and the Holy Grail or dressed a dragon, this time the dragon won and ate Saint George!
What are you going as?
Beverley Glock is a food writer and broadcaster, she's the founder of Splat Cooking and her first book '500 Baby and Toddler Foods' is published on 5 September 2011 by Apple Press, her APP 'Cupcakes, Muffins and Afternoon Tea' launches in September from the Apple Store.
If you've read the previous blog that was all about putting the tent up, Pete is now attempting to take it down. This is proving difficult due to two large fluffy labradors. When taking a tent down you need to:
1. Take down all the airbeds, pack up the sleeping bags and take everything out of it first - otherwise you will never get it back into the bag.
In order to do this you need to be on your hands and knees. In dog language being down on your hands and knees means that you're down there to play with them as you are their height. It is difficult to take a tent down when one dog is licking your ears and the other one is constantly dropping a toy on your toes or fingers as he wants you to throw it for him. This is not helped by your wife doubled over laughing (let's face it, it is really funny), not calling the dogs off at all and even worse, taking photos to blog about it.
2. Once everything is out start to take down the actual tent while preventing children using the cross braces as lightsabres - this is not your father's definition of 'helping' and stopping Sidney running off with them as they are just posh sticks.
I've legged it inside and am keeping out of the way typing this instead. Taking tents down is up there with understanding the offside rule - blokes domain (apart from I do actually understand the offside rule, I just don't let on that I do).
3. Make sure you put everything together as it all has to go into the car and that you put the tent in last - this last comment didn't go down well, one of the reasons I ducked and decided it was safer being inside the house. Neither did 'haven't you got it down yet?' 'what's taking you so long?'- run!
Oh, the thought of an Airstream................so much more civilised.
Just for the record, this is not the first time I've been proper camping (Canvas and Eurocamp does not count), when I was 18 years old I went to a Rotaract Camp in Hertford over August Bank holiday. My mate Ashleigh brought her 6 or 8 man tent and we took double air beds and duvets. I have no recollection of putting the tent up, I think we managed to sweet talk some blokes into doing that for us. It rained ALL weekend and we ended up having about 8 other people crashing in our tent as they all had two man tents that looked like a mudslide had torn through them, the rest of the memories are lost in a sea of bacardi or something. I'm sure Camp Bestival will be a lot different - I only drink bacardi on holiday in hot places and Ivor Biggun and the Red Nosed Burglars won't be playing - yes lead singer Doc Cox from That's Life, wonder what happened to them?
Two days to go - today's lecture is on how to put up a tent easily, effectively and with little stress.
1. Book into a preprepared one, ie a tipi, roundhouse, airstream trailer or yurt preferably with built in furniture and maid service (this is my personal preference, but husband won't consider due to a. too expensive and b. it's cheating) or Tangerine Fields, we can't do this as we're going with friends who are in Camping Plus and they won't be allowed in the Tangerine Fields bit due to bouncers and as we'll be swapping children and fighting over who gets to go home with the little ones and who goes to the silent disco - me, me, me, me, so that's not an option.
2. Plead work and send your husband down the day before with the younger children to put the tent up. Arrive the next day with fresh food supplies when everything is up, unpacked, beds blown up, etc and remember to keep your mouth firmly shut to prevent comments like 'oh, couldn't you move it a foot that way?' and 'why didn't put the tent up on the flat, closer to the car park, further away from the loos?' etc as comments like these are highly likely to end your marriage, no matter how much wine you've brought!
3. Have a fall back position sorted - my friend Amanda has a flat in Swanage, very close to Lulworth, and she's said that if it gets desperate we're very welcome to come and crash at hers - maybe commuting is the way to go.
We're going for option 2. on the basis that I promise to be very grateful.
In preparation for this Pete, my lovely husband, put the tent up on Sunday to make sure that he could still remember how to. Also, by doing it in our garden it is more challenging than putting it up in a field as there are two labradors to contend with in our garden and lots of screams of 'who let the flipping dogs out into the garden', 'I thought I told you to keep the kitchen door shut', 'Sidney, Jasper, get out of the damn tent', 'Sidney, come back with the cross brace, it's not a stick'. Humans are far easier to cope with, they don't run off with the cross braces in their mouth thinking they've invented this brilliant new game when all the humans stand around laughing and being extremely unhelpful - sorry, Pete, it was funny.
Sunday night, tent up, air beds blown up - double one not blowing up, good job we tried this out, find spare only to remember that the reason we bought the new one is because the thingy that stops the air coming out went missing years ago and you have to sleep with your finger bunged in the air hole to keep it from deflating, hmmm. Can we get the sofa bed in the back of the car?
Shiny new cooker out of the box, oooh, very exciting, it's massive, looks like the on you get when you do posh camping in France with those static tents that come with everything - apart from this will always stay clean as Pete hasn't bought the gas canister to make it work - sweetheart, that's why it was so light to carry.
Little uns think this is great and want to sleep over in the tent, ha ha, Pete pleads that he as to work the next day, I comment that he put the tent up so he should sleep in it with his children. Great idea, lovely night's sleep in my bed. Children and Pete a little tired and cold in the morning after waking up at 5am when it got light. This was a good idea as now we know we have to bring more blankets too.
Best practice for further years camping - make husbands put tent up the weekend before and sleep in it to test whether the new sleeping bags are going to be warm enough. If they have no sleep and are very cold then you need to bring blankets - who needs tog ratings?
Guess what he's doing tonight? Trying to get the tent down and packed up into the bag while stopping Sidney commandeering cross braces aka 'helping'. This is going to be great spectator sport - I think I'll try out the new plastic wine glasses and watch him while shouting gently encouragement such as 'Sidney, leave it!'
Beverley is a food writer and broadcaster, she is the founder of Splat Cooking and her first book '500 Baby and Toddler Foods' is published by Apple press on 5 September 2011, her APP 'Cupcakes, Muffins and Afternoon Tea' will be available to download from the Apple Store from September.