Like a lot of people with kids at WoMaD this year, we bailed out early. Got back Saturday night before the severe weather warning kicked in.
We were lucky and made it on site without problems on Thursday afternoon just in time to pitch the tent in horizontal rain. The ground was well drained where we were, but the so-called 'family area' was waterlogged. Getting between any two points on site stopped being fun after the first ten hours of slogging through foot-high mud-sewage, and there was nothing funny about seeing the disabled getting stuck or cleaning your children 6x a day from the sludge - a real health and safety issue!
We'd been camping around Wiltshire in the rain and mud for some days before the event, so we were well prepared for anything nature could throw at us. But nothing could prepare us for the complete lack of planning and foresight on the part of the festival organisers ie; only 3 toilet sites for an arena holding up to 20,000, a total absence of trackways/gravel/wood chips/ hay/ or anything to soak up the greater lakes of mud we were obliged to negotiate to get anywhere, the absence of any information whatsoever apart from a £5 programme..
Despite the legions of smug, twittering, self-congratulating, beaming, broadsheet-perusers Womad is still a brilliant festival with loads of lovely, lovely people and the best music possible (everything I saw and heard blew me away this year). But it's not Club 18-30 at all, so you have to expect some whinging from brittler and littler folk.
As usual the Bath Ales (Gem

) were worth going for alone and the food is always outstanding. The site is pretty amazing too!
We aren't happy about the mismanagement and misinformation, but we'll be back next year.
