I had of course been over excited about it like a small child for some time now. I was excited about seeing all my Rockabilly pals who I rarely see, and meeting my new Facebook pal Nina, or Vlad as I affectionately call her.
I travelled from the pile to Pompey, to Brighton where I saw an 'billy looking gal, so went and said hey to her as I figured she was going to the rave, I actually asked if she spoke English because of the way she looked at me. Ugh. Thanks itch with a B.
So, more trains to Rye, food shopping and a bus to Camber Sands. Ah Rockabillyland...
I checked in only to find that Vlad and I were literally in the last chalet known to mankind. You could see sheep out of the window...but, on the bright side (always try and see the silver lining) it was nice and quiet.
This is me awaiting Vlads arrival with my inflatable pink panda. Obviously.
So, Vlad eventually got there after I had a brief Visit from Janice. And I met Vlad :D and the lovely fan giving lady Angel (American awesomeness in a gal) who helped us blow up the flamingos, Vlad gave some lame excuse about having Asthma ;) he he
So, yes. Thursday night.... It was the first Thursday night I'd done. It was actually busier than I thought. I can't say I remember it all, (well, you'll notice a general theme of drunkenness and not really remembering much.... )
Cars!
Vlad- Hangin' out with a random, uh, dinosaur?
I was also pretty fucking stoked at the prospect of seeing Cassie! I eventually found her...
Needless to say I fucking love this gal. I even spoke to her husband Joe some more, and he seems like a stellar guy. You can see how much in love they are, and its pretty sickening ;)
I know there were bands, I couldn't tell you who I watched. Think they were good though. Ha ha.
I should also add I had a screaming match with the oven at 2am when I wanted crumpets and the thing wouldn't work. Raw crumpets and jam. Yum.
Friday that felt like Saturday came, and I went shopping with Vlad. I found a pair of vintage Highwaisted Jeans, which I am still pretty in awe of! I was pretty excited that they fit. Amazing! I even bumped into my instagram friend Sarah who almost robbed me of them.
So, yes, Friday evening. Fuck was I drunk. I got a bit sad and emotional. (i'm blaming the full moon) had a strop, went home, then Cassie phoned me and made me come out again. It was a lot of fun (I think). I know I drank a lot, and Jived and strolled and was drunk....
Doing the 'Janice' pose
first Rave chalet mate- Tracy
Vlad has her random blue thingy.
LOVE! ha ha
From the looks of it, I had a good time... my legs certainly felt it the next day, which was in fact SATURDAY...
Umm, hazy memories. Wandering, eating and the obligatory making of moose milk. I also watched the Vintage Fashion review, which I have to say, congrats to Bettina Scarlett for putting on, but I found the compares flat, and they put way too much focus on Bernie Dexter. The other gals, especially Little Gem, were doing a swell job, and I thought they should have got more recognition.
Thanks to the lovely Adrian for being the moose milk mixer.
I also got to properly meet and hang out with my Instagram pal Sarah & her husband Amir. We had a lot of fun, and 2am Hotdogs...
Yes, toilets photos.
I think we saw Dave & Deke, and we liked them. Not just because Deke had gaffer tape on his nipples either....there were a lot of Australian bands too. I think they were good. I tried to teach Sarah to stroll & she did really well with my lame instructions!!
Sunday? Sunday, yes. I went for another wander and watched Mississippi Queen who were kinda fun. I bought some lucite/resin earrings as I was curious how I could make them ;) I spent the afternoon just chilling out by myself. Much needed after a longgggg weekend.
Sunday evening I was ready by 7pm as I really wanted to watch Little Mo and The Unholy 4. I love his voice, and am a huge fan of the Doo Wop stuff, so he was pretty much the band I wanted to see all weekend. And he was rad!
I told him that I wanted him to come home with me and sing to me every night, he said it was the best proposal that he'd had all week!
I got to hang out with Sarah and Amir again. Love that gal!
Also caught up with this beautiful lady:
Who said I had won the boob wars. I was grumpy so I headed to bed around 1am.
And that was it. The rave was done. I was home by like 3 on Monday which was good, considering I'd decided to go to West Yorkshire on Tuesday to buy this:
This is my beautiful new car. Well, new to me. I think she's called Lucille, after another fiesty redhead...
I just want to thank Nina/Vlad for putting up with my epic mood swings (Damn you moon) and for making my face hurt from laughing. Plus supplying the mingos...
Also to Cassie for making me have fun whilst I was sad. I love you dearly.
And to Sarah for being such a lovely, beautiful gal!
And to everyone else I met and hung out with and forgot because I was drunk. oops! ha ha
Here's to next year!
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