Argh. Blogging has fallen out of the to-do list again. I went off to Whitby, like I do in April, and forgot to write about it. This time it was a double-length affair to celebrate the festival's 21st birthday.
Today I've been trying to produce the sensible, grown-up reviews which I (along with mrph
) promised to davefish
for some mysterious web project of his. Sadly, it's a long time since I've tried to write sensible, grown-up reviews and I've left it too long. (Also, I made notes only on opinions, assuming I'd be able to look up details like line-up after the fact. Bloody hell, bands write a lot of crap about themselves, but rarely give you the actual facts. One band had a Wikipedia page (I checked!) when I was in Whitby, but now does not. Bloody disappearing curated free encyclopediae with standards.)
Anyway, for my own reference in future, here is a table in hyper-abbreviated form:( Review Table. Not printable. )
The list of text messages I sent and received in Whitby seems to divide neatly into two categories. First, logical information indicating which pub, cake shop or location someone was or was not in. Second, non-sequiturs about cheese.
This probably sums up the weekend quite well.