Camp Bestival is a big deal around here. Taking place only 18 miles down the road at the beautiful Lulworth Castle we are super fortunate to have such a lovely festival right on our doorstep. Commonly known as ‘Bestival’s Little Sister’ (Bestival being Rob da Bank’s multi award winning boutique music festival), Camp Bestival has a trophy cabinet all of her own having been awarded ‘Best Family Festival’ 2009, 2010, 2013 & 2014 by the UK Festival Awards.
The clue is in the title here, it really is a family event from babies clad in ear defenders being wheeled around in trolleys to tweens and teens roaming free because it is totally safe for them to do so. It’s is definitely not all about the kids though – there is loads going on for the rest of us and with something for everyone it makes the perfect recipe for family harmony.
Teen 2, who is 14, was desperate to go this year and with Teen 1 off on her South American travels we rounded up a friend each and booked weekend tickets with a Camping Plus upgrade to secure our pitch.
Buying the tickets in February it seemed a lifetime away but a couple of blinks later it was July and there was serious list making to be done.
As usual when needing a bit of advice, I turned to the blogosphere and was well rewarded with a mine of useful info from Camp Bestival regulars. Who knew I needed to add bubbles and glow sticks to my packing list? Or that I would feel naked without full glitter make up?
My partner in crime for the weekend (who was leaving her ever patient husband at home) and I decided that a pre-departure meet up was in order. We spent a funny day in glorious sunshine practicing putting up our tent and finishing our lists – anti bac gel, cleansing wipes, gas stove and kettle, tent, wellies, silk pillow case
Wait – did you say silk pillow case? You do know this is camping?
Camping or not, smooth skin and frizz free hair has to be preserved so I’m sorry, call me a Princess, but that silk pillow case is going in the bag. End of.
Two weeks later and we are packing the car. Seats down, roof box on, pillowcase packed. The weather forecast is a bit dodgy and at the last minute I swap a sun dress for a couple of hoodies and we’re off. Our Camp Bestival Adventure awaits us.