After the pop festival, District line, 25th August 2018

I didn’t go to the festival, but I was hearing all about it…

Saturday evening, Elm Park to Victoria, District line, 25th August 2018
Saturday evening, Elm Park to Victoria, District line, 25th August 2018

It was a long and entertaining journey from a house party near Elm Park back to Brixton. On the District line, I ended up on the same carriage as a lot of people coming from a music festival in Dagenham. They were talking about the various 1990s pop acts they had seen, such as the Vengaboys (I remember them!). One person who stood out was a man with glitter encrusting his beard, he was drunk and worried about the glitter coming off and perhaps that it was too much. He said to his friend “I look like a twat, I feel like it’s quite a lot”. I thought he looked amazing! Some of the women were busy sharing photos of the festival.

Slowly, I realised some of them were strangers talking to each other. At some point in Zone 1, all the women got off while discussing the need to eat pasta when back at home. This left the man with the glittery beard and his friend to have more crude discussions. His friend tried to reassure him the women had no problem with him and that he should go home, but he really wanted to spend his last five pounds he had on one more drink. He made some recommendations to his friend about tomorrow: “Sunday is about eating, looking after yourself… enjoy your Sunday. Get a Domino’s in.” It made sense to me.