I got out of bed at 2pm today as a result of a cider-induced hangover. We went to our local music festival - WELDON FEST! 2 words would describe yesterday - SOAKED THROUGH. Typical British festival weather...
And Jen broke our beautiful rainbow umbrella after 5 minutes of getting there (which I think was intentional as Jen didn't like holding it).
Now I don't profess to be a fashion guru but I took a pic of this girl who thought wearing lime green socks with gladiator sandals was a good idea. Oh my.
We even met a real walking human heart!
And a scary looking black dude called Raymond.
Even though the weather was shit and we were all drowned rats by the time we got home, we all had a great time. Jen is in pain today as she has pulled a muscle in her calf from jumping up and down in the mosh pit. Her nephew was also at the festival and his mates thought his aunties were 'really cool' being in the mosh pit. I thought they were just a pair of drunken tits.
Great day out and a well-deserved hangover.
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