Adventures of the Utopians II

The rest of the night is a bit of a let down but you have to suffer it just for my sense of wanting to finish the story.
We still hadn't found anywhere to sit, Mr K was determined that we would have to stand but I was starving. I wanted my picnic and I wanted to eat it sitting down. I also wanted to rest. I wandered the crowd for a while and eventually found a poorly located handkerchief. It was miles from the stage and the screen was obscured by a tree but I could park my bum and that was enough. I called my mob and told them to sit. I suspect that they felt as though I had led them from one bad situation to another but they sat and we ate. Cool.

Soon the other bad aspect of the location became apparent, the queue for the toilets snaked past us. Right in front. It was hard to soak up the music when it felt like we were spending the night outside the ladies.
After some time some people nearby packed up and left so we quickly snaffled the spot. The party was heating up, the music was great ( Latin style from the Spanish Harlem Orchestra) people were dancing, my belly was full. It was also ten pm, the kids were exhausted and our fearless leader decided it was time to go.
I walked very slowly through the crowd, trying to hear every bar that I could.
The trip home was, again, train and bus.The connections were fast and the trip problem free and my girls were fascinated that I was tucking them in when it was already Sunday :)