there were no portaloos in the camping field which meant a massive trek
I don't know, I quite enjoyed running there and back drunkenly at two in the morning.
I made a trip to the loos with a poxy little mobile phone light around 1.30am 2ish in the morning, who was the nutcases I spotted still BBQ'ing with a little torch!
All I saw was a fire, a hand and a fork!
Quality
was that under a gazeebo next to the bognor guys that were in the army stuff?