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Jun. 27th, 2008 01:45 pmI'm back from Glastonbury. No, I didn't wuss out because of the rain: my mum got a phone call last night to say my dad had collapsed in town & been taken into hospital. Now, he has done this a couple of times before, & if it's like the other times, they will do loads of tests, find nothing wrong with him, but ban him from driving for a year anyway. :-/ And my mum did get to speak to him and reassure herself that he was kind of okay (mildly confused and extremely pissed off, which is what you'd expect from any sane person being forced to spend time in a hospital). But obviously my mum had to go home, and I didn't like leaving her to drive all the way back on her own when she hadn't had anything proper to eat and was obviously still worried and shaky (note to self: "I'll be fine" is probably about as unconvincing when I do it, hmm), and to be honest, when it came to making a decision this morning, I realised I didn't much like the idea of spending three days trying to 'find the fun' in a field full of rain while worrying about things back home.
And, okay, let's be honest, the decision was kind of made easier by the fact that if I'd stayed I a) wouldn't've been able to get home in a hurry easily, and b) wouldn't've been able to get home on Sunday night as planned, causing exponentially increasing amounts of faff; and the fact that it was pouring down with rain and the site was already turning into the now-miserably-familiar mudbath; and the fact that my slightly-twisted ankle (ricked it while running on Tuesday, just the usual fall-on-the-side-of-it thing) was getting worse already from slogging across uneven fields, despite bandages and wellies; and.... well, you know when you start to think "look, someone's trying to tell me something here"? I'd just about got to that stage when I managed to tip half a kettlefull of boiling water over my bare leg (while trying to have a calming cup of coffee in
brrm's camper-van). Ow.
Anyway,
brrm was very very sweet and promised he would look after me if I stayed, but I think I'd've been coping rather than actually having fun, and frankly I had enough of that at Glasto last year, staggering round with a bagful of aches and a little black fail-cloud over my head; and while not exactly wanting to do the Captain Oates thing, I decided it was probably more sensible to a) look after my mum for a bit if she'd let me, and b) look after myself a bit, and c) not make other people feel they had to try to look after me instead of having fun. And actually when we got back to Oxford and we'd had lunch and more coffee, my mum admitted that she had been grateful for the company on the drive home, and I felt like I had done the right thing really.
Though now I feel sort of nebulously and irrationally guilty, but can't entirely put my finger on why. (No suggestions please: there's far too much likelihood that you'll think of some entirely new reason why I should feel guilty, and I don't need any help in that department!)
Anyway, all this is really just to explain why I'm here & not there, so, y'know.... as you were. Hope you're not getting too rained on whatever you're up to at the moment.
And, okay, let's be honest, the decision was kind of made easier by the fact that if I'd stayed I a) wouldn't've been able to get home in a hurry easily, and b) wouldn't've been able to get home on Sunday night as planned, causing exponentially increasing amounts of faff; and the fact that it was pouring down with rain and the site was already turning into the now-miserably-familiar mudbath; and the fact that my slightly-twisted ankle (ricked it while running on Tuesday, just the usual fall-on-the-side-of-it thing) was getting worse already from slogging across uneven fields, despite bandages and wellies; and.... well, you know when you start to think "look, someone's trying to tell me something here"? I'd just about got to that stage when I managed to tip half a kettlefull of boiling water over my bare leg (while trying to have a calming cup of coffee in
Anyway,
Though now I feel sort of nebulously and irrationally guilty, but can't entirely put my finger on why. (No suggestions please: there's far too much likelihood that you'll think of some entirely new reason why I should feel guilty, and I don't need any help in that department!)
Anyway, all this is really just to explain why I'm here & not there, so, y'know.... as you were. Hope you're not getting too rained on whatever you're up to at the moment.
festivals, pah
Date: 2008-06-27 01:51 pm (UTC)Re: festivals, pah
Date: 2008-06-29 09:18 pm (UTC)(BTW talking of beer, does the usual crowd still meet at the usual place after Saturday afternoon bookshoppery?)
Re: festivals, pah
Date: 2008-06-30 01:43 pm (UTC)Yes we do, Eagle and Child at 6 or thereabouts
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Date: 2008-06-27 01:51 pm (UTC)I am also Not At Glastonbury this weekend and available for Not-Glastonbury varieties of fun most of the time. Perhaps we should play Scrabble in a pub, as was vaguely discussed on Wednesday night?
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Date: 2008-06-27 02:05 pm (UTC)Sounds like you made the right decision to come home, though.
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Date: 2008-06-27 02:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-27 02:22 pm (UTC)And it's not like Glastonbury is going to vanish..never ever to happen again. It will be there next year, hopefully with better weather and less fire-related mayhem..!
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Date: 2008-06-27 02:59 pm (UTC)Trust your instincts. I think you made the right call. *hugs*
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Date: 2008-06-27 03:45 pm (UTC)You did the right thing, no question about it; and maybe it isn't guilt so much as a bit of sadness, because you and they just aren't so young any more, and doing the right thing means more than it used to.
Reasons for sadness
Date: 2008-06-29 09:22 pm (UTC)*sigh*
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Date: 2008-06-27 03:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-27 03:52 pm (UTC)Get well wishes, although I can imagine him saying "There's nothing wrong for me to get well from."
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Date: 2008-06-27 04:16 pm (UTC)Hope pa and the rest of you are bearing up well xx
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Date: 2008-06-27 04:47 pm (UTC)Um, this sounds like I expect you to care whether I approve of you or not. Obviously it's none of my business at all. The main point is that I am sympathetic, and that I'm thinking of you and your family, and I'm sorry to hear that Glastonbury didn't work out.
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Date: 2008-06-27 05:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-27 06:30 pm (UTC)And you have a very valid reason for not being there, and you were able to make other people feel better, and be useful, and it sounds like you feel better.
So no guilt required, as far as I can see - but then I can't climb into your head, so what would I know?
*hugs*
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Date: 2008-06-29 02:01 pm (UTC)I did read the bit where you said "no reasons to feel guilty pls" but: I think there is a feeling of guilt you get when you're supposed to be enjoying something and you can't, even when you have a really good reason to not be enjoying it.
The main thing is that you're a good person and you did the right thing on all levels.