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The Sesh

The Sesh

When I get to the entrance I phone 
my wife, who is at the Urban Rap Stage,
I say where are you? and she says
I’m at the Urban Rap Stage.
It’s raining
that’s why I’m phoning and she says
I’ll meet you at the pink caravan
selling candy floss,
so without a map
or a programme I go to find her and the kids
I go past the Youth Stage, towards the Main
Stage past The Dead Bod Stage, then 
I turn around and go past The Acoustic 
Marquee and then I go past the Alternative
Main Stage. Straight on, then hook left. 
I’m at the end of Humber Street.  
A sign says First Aid, Lost Children.
There’s a hoarding so it can’t be that way.
I turn round. I go past the portaloos 
towards the Newcomer Stage, then 
I’m at The Dead Bod Stage. I’ve gone
right round the festival, mapless and
I haven’t seen anyone I know. I phone
my wife, no answer, so I head out
of the festival to find a quiet corner
to phone my wife, to say, where are you?
the phone rings. She answers and 
I realise I’m right outside the We’re Real
Bad Mutherfuckahs Who Belt Out Every
Boring Song As Bad Ass Loud As We 
Muthafucking Want Dude, Stage. I can’t 
hear her say where are you? I tell her
I’m near The Green Bricks. My wife can’t 
hear me. I can’t hear her, so I decide 
to do another circuit and to locate 
The Urban Rap Stage and the candy
Floss selling pink caravan, so I go on 
A tense trundle past The Main Stage,
The Dead Bod Stage, The Newcomer Stage,
left and I go past the end of Humber Street
turn right and I see a row of tents
selling records and t shirts and that
and the entrance to The Urban Rap bit.
Found it! No sign of my family.
Where are they? I come out and I see
some girls with candy floss, I wonder


what to do. I go to The Alternative Main Stage
and there’s a band on. From the bill
I deduce it could be Polo. The band are spunky
a bit zany. Pretty good and for a while
I think stay here, let them find me… but
I can’t relax. I need to find my kith.
I hie on towards the Main Stage, I go
past a sign that says lost children and think
they should have a sign for lost adults.
I head to the other side of the Main Stage
and I find a quiet corner and phone my wife
Where are you? Why aren’t you at the green 
bridge? I’m at The Main Stage. The main stage?
Right stay there, we‘ll find you?

A couple of minutes later I find them.  

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Anna Ghislena

Fri 6th Nov 2015 09:22

Phew! Reading this I feel like I've walked round the entire site with you Peter. Time for a cuppa!! Loved it Peter, your style is really entertaining and the subject matter was definitely up my street. :)

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