Well I know I went, but looking back I can't remember anyone except Echo and the Bunnymen, who were great. Killing Moon and all the hits plus a bit of chat.
Weather was poor, bands not worth getting wet for, so left early for Oban and the ferry to the Hebrides.
This blog documents my adventures in my van, currently a Wildax Pulsar, the 3 Cheers Mark IV but known as Cherry.
Saturday, 20 June 2015
Sunday, 31 May 2015
BAMFest
| My van is bang in the middle of this pic. |
- Bands of note were - Rob Heron and the Tea Pad Orchestra, The Most Ugly Child, Fireside Knights, Backyard Buskers, Henry Priestman.
- Bands who were 'meh' - Martin Stephenson, very odd man and too much talking. Jon Palmer band, fine except for the lead singers lisp.
- Band to avoid - Babajack. I actually got up and walked out.
- Band who wasn't a band - Les Barker, lovely monologues, very funny in a slow gentle style
Saturday, 9 May 2015
With the Merry Men (and women)
Arrived at Sherwood Forest in drizzle and the rain stayed all evening and much of Saturday.
Pauline handed me a lemon cupcake when I arrived, delicious. Shame I spilt all my coffee granuals on the floor of my van! Stupid Dowe Egbert's stopper.
Need to find a word for the time interval between saying "ooh, peacocks!" and then saying "shut UP you flipping peacocks!"
Friday night was wet and blowy, I skipped the BBQ and ate in, but lots of people did persevere. A terrible night's sleep, with the attached awning bashing the sides of the van. At 3am I relented and went out to un-attach it and thwack some more pegs in round the edges. New wellies were a boon!

Slept a lot of the next day, and then went to the quiz in the evening. Hilarious, with a mix up between ladies fingers and killer whales, plus a maths question cancelled as it was so complicated Graham couldn't even read it out!
Next day, a photo before I set off:
On the way back, called in at Sherwood Forest Visitor Centre - AVOID! Horribly tacky, from the Robin Hood themed pub, to ye olde shoppe and paved paths.
<---- Robin Hood looked like Errol Flynn it seems.
As I was there, I followed the orange, fenced path to the Major Oak. It was pretty fantastic, much more impressive than a photo can show. So I did get something out of the £3 parking charge!
Pauline handed me a lemon cupcake when I arrived, delicious. Shame I spilt all my coffee granuals on the floor of my van! Stupid Dowe Egbert's stopper.Need to find a word for the time interval between saying "ooh, peacocks!" and then saying "shut UP you flipping peacocks!"
Friday night was wet and blowy, I skipped the BBQ and ate in, but lots of people did persevere. A terrible night's sleep, with the attached awning bashing the sides of the van. At 3am I relented and went out to un-attach it and thwack some more pegs in round the edges. New wellies were a boon!
Slept a lot of the next day, and then went to the quiz in the evening. Hilarious, with a mix up between ladies fingers and killer whales, plus a maths question cancelled as it was so complicated Graham couldn't even read it out!
Next day, a photo before I set off:
<---- Robin Hood looked like Errol Flynn it seems.
As I was there, I followed the orange, fenced path to the Major Oak. It was pretty fantastic, much more impressive than a photo can show. So I did get something out of the £3 parking charge!
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