I had two wee snoos this weekend.
I was at a music festival which was class. On the first night we missed the shuttle back to the campsite so, rather than wait an hour for the next, we decided to walk back. We were walking a while when I checked the GPS on my phone which showed we still had about three miles to go in our wellies.
For the first time in my life we hitched a lift from a couple who were lovely. They said they wouldn't normally pick anybody up but that we were walking a bad accident black spot
On the second day there was sporadic light rain until the last three hours of the music, when it was torrential rain. We went back to the campsite and found that we were the only ones who had set up our tent in the middle of a small lake that had formed. Both of our tents were completely flooded. We were going to sleep in the car when a few of the curious observers said they would have none of it. Not only did they let us a lend a big spare tent, complete with inflatable mattress, pillows, and sleeping bags, but they also set the thing up for us :D
There are some good spuds out there
Overall a brilliant weekend - great people, great music, and I learned a little bit of history %)