barefoot earlier

A gets festival stress. He pores over the programme until his head swims with choices, grimaces, makes different marks on the timetable and complains. This year he also got anxious about the etiquette of writing his name on the cover (he didn't).

This is the first part. Next is the 'must arrive before the band start' stress - it's very easy to underestimate how long it takes to get across the site, I'm told (often).

I can't talk: I'm a fellow festival-stresser. For me, it's all about managing to eat every cuisine represented at the wall-to-wall stalls. Old favourite: Madras Cafe, tasty Southern Indian food with a conscience. New favourite: mushroom stroganoff pie near the Open Air Stage. All time late night favourite: a sugary bag of hot donuts and a hot chocolate.