Holi One Colour Festival

On Saturday two friends and I went to the Holi One Colour Festival at Battersea Power Station. As we bussed it towards Battersea, a sea of bedraggled and happy revellers, covered in a plethora of colour, walked along the pavements (think brightly-coloured cave men and women, hair sticking up on end, clothes ragged and smeared: within ten minutes I, too, became a cave woman).

When we arrived I was first struck by how friendly the stewards who let us through were - something you don't often get at festivals: it boded well for a great day out (there's nothing worse than being spoken to rudely and, sometimes, manhandled, when you get to an event, especially if you have spent your hard-earned cash to buy the ticket). Once we got in, we were given bags of colours (pink, yellow, green, purple) and then got cracking with chucking it over each other and everyone else. Everyone was wearing white tops (some were in full-one white ensembles), so it was great fun making the different colour effects on human canvases.

The sun was shining and the music was playing (not loud enough in my opinion) and everyone was in a relaxed and happy mood. It was good fun going into what was effectively a car park to become big kids again - there must be something about throwing powder paint around (and then, once mixed with liquid, poster paint) that is good for the soul (not so good for the eyes though... ouch!).

A thoroughly good day out - I look forward to next year...

Images: Lucy and Amy