To be utterly bored by dh going on and on about Glastonbury? (lighthearted - but I am sick of it)

[Glastobore]

We aren't going. He made no attempt to get tickets. He thinks the tickets are far too expensive anyway. He went a few times in his youth. I've never been.

Just getting all that out of the way.

But here we are, two? weeks before Glastonbury and he's off again. Every morning scouring social media for hints about who the secret band is. Criticising the headliners. Going on and on about who played when he was young and how he jumped over the fence. Feigning horror at the spa, the wellness retreat and lifestyle bits of modern Glastonbury. Obsessing over whether or not the Foo Fighters will be the secret band. Saying "Guns and Roses??!!" several times before breakfast.

I think if he actually came out and said 'Aw I'd love to go to Glastonbury one year!" I might be more amenable. But the endless picking over it is doing my head in. I've resorted to a kind of irritated harrumph whenever I'm asked my opinion of who the secret fucking band will be.

He does this every year and it's always a relief when it's finished tbh.

Oh God the most annoying thing about this for me would be the constant going on and on but with zero effort put into actually trying to get tickets and GO. I'm probably projecting as my husband relies on me to research and arrange everything - holidays, days out, social occasions. I do but only for stuff I actually want to do. Glastonbury came up a few times when we were younger (and had a small child). He'd never been though I had (once, it was quite good but not spectacular) and he'd go on and on about it, that we should go, that we should try and get tickets, that we should find someone with a tent to borrow, that we'd need find a babysitter. I said ok but as you're so keen you can sort all of it. Nothing ever happened. Yet the "going on" went on and on and on .... Arghhh! (He's still never been.)

YANBU op Glastonbore can fuck off.

None of my relatives are playing there this year, so not worth even thinking about it. I'm looking forward to the church fete that weekend instead!!!

Agree that someone going on about anything like the OP has to experience is bad.

God I hate Glastonbury with a passion and the biggest reason is my DHs obsession with it. I’ve been with him a few times but he once sat down in the middle of a field and cried because he heard a rumour that stone roses were the secret band - he “couldn’t handle it”.

Well, that was the last time I ever went. Fucking ridiculous. The shorts and Hunter wellies “uniform”, the pushing kids around in wheelbarrows attention seekers, the whole place smells like a cows arse … fuck that. I’m so glad I made the decision never to do it again.

YANBU

God this has reminded me of an old boyfriend who was at the first Glastonbury (before it was called that) as a small child and never bloody shut up about it.

😅😅😅😅😅

I mean, I'd really struggle to ever find him attractive again after that episode 😂