Ginger DJ Rob

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So after months of planning and waiting after my 40th birthday, the British Grand Prix weekend at Silverstone finally arrived. With June being one of wettest in history I tried not to get dismayed by the forecast and paranoia generated by the Facebook fan page of Silverstone's Woodland campsite after they announced the 'Red' status i.e. full-on mud, reduced parking and potentially having to be towed. We ignored those panicking online who arrived on the campsite at stupid o'clock early Wednesday morning and left Brighton on Thursday morning. We arrived around 1:30pm (after some confusing road signs to the track) to join a queue of motorised campers. 20 minutes later we join another queue for 10 minutes for wristbands then another very slow queue for about an hour to our final position. No choice on lively or quiet camping due to the sudden, muddy fields and pitched up behind the main entertainment tent and almost next door to the toilet block.