I'd rather skip the loo, my darling! (Glastonbury bogs)

Member Name: fluffy duffy

Product:	Glastonbury bogs
Date:	24/07/07 (43 review reads)
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Advantages: when you gotta go, you gotta go

Disadvantages: unfortunately so did the man before you who had 10 pints and a curry...

The bogs at Glastonbury this year, 2007 were put to the test by myself and my partner this year. He went to the festival on Wednesday 20th June to pitch our caravan and I met him there after the fluffy duffy tribe went to school and Saint Grandma arrived. (I love that woman!)

After a massive hug, having not seen him for 48 whole hours, I asked mr fluffy duffy, with bated breath "Soooo, what are the loos like?" There was a certain amount of trepidation as I waited for his reply as last summer, all 6 of us went en masse to Leeds Festival where the facilities were dia-bog-lical.

mr fluffy duffy had been in investigative mode and had discovered that there were indeed three bog standards this year at Glastonbury. The three star was the loos that flushed (a pull back handle not unlike a handbrake on a car.) These were located nearest the biggest stages like The Pyramid.

The two star rating was the open air facilities, which had a trench with chemical treatment in that dealt with the smell pretty adequately.

The one star rating were the portaloos nearest the camp sites, as they have roofs which contain the smell somewhat and waste matter just sits in the bottom.

My first visit was to a three star facility and I was pleased to note that Nouvelle had supplied recycled toilet paper for festival goers free of charge. Nice and soft actually, but that's for another review.

There was also liquid hand gel to make sure everyone kept as hygeinic as possible. We also saw plenty of attendants over the weekend, making every effort to clean up.

The obvious draw back with the bogs at festivals and other outdoor events is that we like to flush our waste away and not leave it for others to not really be able to help but see. Dr Gillian McKeith would probably have 50 fits if she saw some of the stools produced by the majority of the beer drinking, fast food consuming festival goers. But hey, all 170,000 people at the festival to entertain, serve the public or be entertained have to answer nature's call at some point or other and while the Glastonbury bogs may be the pits, it's all part of life's rich tapestry.

While we were there, mr fluffy duffy and I got married in a pagan ceremony en masse with at least 60 other couples and on the morning before the wedding, I was pretty glad of a one star facility for those pre wedding nerves, and we were both glad of them later that evening after sampling several celebratory pints of Brothers Pear Cider!

Summary: Warning, not for those with a nervous disposition!