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NUKEFEST was our 1st weekend away together as the UCL Massive and a very memorable one for so many reasons!! The sun was blazing, the surrounding landscape that met the riverboat canal deep in the Cheshire countryside was very soothing on the eyes and ears and the resident public house was fully stocked. I arrived on a beautifully sunlit Friday evening about 40 minutes before sunset, believing I would have more than enough time to get the bell tent up. I was right! Some of the gang had arrived earlier and had already set up camp and so greeted me with an ice cold beverage from their camper. Slowly but surely the rest of the troops emerged and began setting up camp in the dusky light. It was around 10.45pm by the time we finally settled. We had yet to discover the bar or the barn and all the other wonderful facilities in the surrounding area as we set up the camp chairs and got our the ukuleles for a jam. Just after 11pm one of the troops pulled out a bottle of something particularly strong and gave everyone a shot as a toast to a great weekend!! Not long after the shots we gulped, a nice member of the Nukefest team appeared to let us know that it was lights out at 11pm. Oops. In hindsight, we probably should of read the guidelines before we got there but it was too late. Then a genius idea evolved.. we could just play the peaceful hour and sing and strum softly, so we did. This was probably the 1st time I had actually heard Gemma sing her heart out and what a voice!! So we finished the peaceful hour and then it all gets a bit hazy. I remember moustaches and lots of laughter!
Fast forward to the Saturday morning around 7am...I crawled out of the tent to see some of the UCL gang played out on blankets strumming away gently to the fresh summer breeze. I emerged from the tent a bit fuzzy headed to be greeted with a nice cup of tea from a fellow UCLer who had pretty much packed a whole kitchen facility. I was in heaven...that was until a gruff Scouse voice appeared in the air demanding to know "Which one of you is Elaine Kinsella". My heart sank. Oh no - did something happen amongst the hazy spell that was about to get me in trouble? A man appeared from behind the tent as fingers stated to point in my direction from the blanket zone. I sank into my camp chair and as he looked me in the eye with a very stern face, I cowardly pointed to Laura sitting to my left. She panicked so I stood up and boldly asked...."Who's asking?" to which the reply came! "Alright queen I'm yer Dad's mate Ged!". The legendary Ged I didn't believe actually existed was standing right in front of me. Ged from the Splintered Ukes?" I asked. "Yer we came to complain about the noise last night...". Silence filled the air, then the laughter came!! True Scouse fashion, I could tell he was an Evertonian. He invited us to join them later for a jam at the campsite...to which we obliged.
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Fast forward to the Saturday morning around 7am...I crawled out of the tent to see some of the UCL gang played out on blankets strumming away gently to the fresh summer breeze. I emerged from the tent a bit fuzzy headed to be greeted with a nice cup of tea from a fellow UCLer who had pretty much packed a whole kitchen facility. I was in heaven...that was until a gruff Scouse voice appeared in the air demanding to know "Which one of you is Elaine Kinsella". My heart sank. Oh no - did something happen amongst the hazy spell that was about to get me in trouble? A man appeared from behind the tent as fingers stated to point in my direction from the blanket zone. I sank into my camp chair and as he looked me in the eye with a very stern face, I cowardly pointed to Laura sitting to my left. She panicked so I stood up and boldly asked...."Who's asking?" to which the reply came! "Alright queen I'm yer Dad's mate Ged!". The legendary Ged I didn't believe actually existed was standing right in front of me. Ged from the Splintered Ukes?" I asked. "Yer we came to complain about the noise last night...". Silence filled the air, then the laughter came!! True Scouse fashion, I could tell he was an Evertonian. He invited us to join them later for a jam at the campsite...to which we obliged.
To read more about this UCL adventure and see the evidence through visual media additions please subscribe to www.ukecafe.com
For more videos from N'Ukesfest 2014 go visit: N'Ukes Official on YOUTUBE
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