Just back
The traffic management on Friday afternoon/early evening was a total disaster. All the traffic, including cars approaching from the Bournemouth direction, was being directed via the route from due North and then from the West. My train got to Wool at 4:36 pm, Deb picked me up straight away yet we were not on site til
well over three hours later (distance from the station : 4 miles). So much sitting in traffic on narrow lanes ...
The 'organisers' seriously underestimated the number of cars -- one theory (very plausible) was that because there were no childrens tickets and carpark tickets being sold (kids were free and carpark tickets you were meant to buy on arrival) they had zero idea of how many cars were expected, and apparantly a lot of families came in two separate vehicles (one partner working til later and arriving later, etc.)
The allocated main carpark and main camping site filled up much sooner than expected, and they had to faff about -- for hours it seemed -- opening up an overspill carpark and overspill campsite.
Also, it was raining amd blowing quite a wind when we were setting up the tent ....

And we missed Kitty Daisy and Lewis and Imperial Leisure and Cut a Shine .....
After that really shitty start, things did improve considerably. The site (grounds of Lulworth Castle with beautiful views of the Purbeck Hills and the Cove) was truly beautiful, and the weather improved a lot, especially Sunday.
Chuck Berry -- 90% of our reason for going -- was pretty good once the initial appalling sound problems were resolved. As I felt was likely upthread, his son and daughter did most of the work, Ingrid is a BRILLIANT harmonica player and has a lovely voice. Chuck did do 'the walk' -- once!
Not enough classics though -- where was Maybelline? Johnny B. Goode?? The set lasted one hour and one hour
only, strict city. So we felt a bit shortchanged, but Deb (being a real rock and roller) is happy that she's finally got to see him, makes up a bit for missing out on Bo Diddley for her ...
The Flaming Lips were ace (fantastic lightshow that we were bowled over by from the balcony of the Castle), Billy Bragg ONLY did ancient greatest hits

and the Wurzels were a top laugh again. We were spellbound by the Imagined Village too, but Kate Nash lost us really.
My personal highlight was DJ Derek -- superb!
Another goodie was the Shellac Collective, playing only vinyl (lots of it actual shellac 78s!) and nothing newer than 1970
The Tofus, a late addition to the bill anyway, either pulled out or were pulled out -- if the latter, perhaps Rob Da Bank couldn't deal with the risk of them swearing and getting angry-political, with so many kids and families there!
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There were a million kids there -- official. And most of them were very near the Real Ale tent, which, insanely, was sited right in the kids field .... if you in any way averse to thousands and thousands of small screaming babies and fractious overexcited children, this festival won't be for you to say the least.
The beer, thankfully, was excellent and in plentiful supply. Dorset Brewing Company won a lot of new friends this weekend!
Food was a little pricey, but uniformly lovely.
Nice to meet Flounder and partner and chat the festie chat, a few Endorse It posters went up around the site!
And Hattie Hatstar (midnight gigs at Groovy Movie) gave us her new CD for FREE, on being told (by us drunks, on Saturday night, ahem ... ) that we saw her last year on the evening of the FIRST day we met. At the Rhythm Festival at the beginning of last August. Romantic and so on!
