Just back from Glastonbury - DP has been 15 times before, I have now been four times and can just about tolerate it. HOWEVER, this year we had our DCs (6 and 8) with us - to sum it up, if I was threatened with being boiled in oil I STILL wouldn't agree to do it again.
Never mind worrying that it was going to be a washout, then desperately trying to keep then from heatstroke and sunburn, never mind four of us in a tiny tent, never mind the complaining - 'I have blisters', 'I lost my doll', 'it's too hot - and, somehow, we're not going to mind the fucking toilets. It's that I paid the better part of £300 for a music festival ticket, and didn't get to sit through single full set!
I'm sure it was a great experience for SOMEONE, but that person wasn't me.
Harrumph.