Bottles of urine and sleeping in puddles: why I promised myself I would never go to Electric Picnic again

Bottles of urine and sleeping in puddles: why I promised myself I would never go to Electric Picnic again

Excited about Electric Picnic? Not everyone has FOMO

Reporter Amy Donohoe will leave Electric Picnic on Monday, September 2022.

I will never forget how I lay on the cold ground in a tent with no roof (thanks to someone throwing a garden chair on it) that last night and how the rain poured down on me.

I thought about ways I could get arrested so the guards could put me in jail or just somewhere comfortable. Outside the tent were a bunch of water bottles filled with urine and even the sound of the rain couldn’t distract me from the number of orgasms happening in the tents around me.