me plzzz :)
the second day of a music festival when you crawl out of your tent and thank god that you're not hungover. Your friend passes you a tinnie and you stand up and have that first proper good stretch of the day, open the have your first sip, looking out over at the sea of tents. Everything's loud and there's already some dickhead doing the alan partridge dan thing but you feel completely calm and content and, right now, nothing could be better










