I am pleased to announce that the Fordes did manage to get out of the field unassisted, we made it through the mud and sludge on a wing and a prayer, Brians nephew was holding open the gate for us so we didn't have to stop and I don't know who was more surprised him or us. We then went to find the farmers son and sent him back with his tractor to rescue Brian who thought he was going to be stuck there until June as his nephew wasn't able to get his car into the field. We've not yet made it back for the marquee and up until yesterday the toilets were still there. At least the 14th September knockholt will stand out from all the others not only because of the mud but for the good company, good food, and the brilliant time we all had in spite of the adverse conditions.