Welcome Robspot,
I'm surprised you've gone for Houx Annexxe.
It's as good a choice as any, I suppose, as long as you know what you're letting yourself in for.
It's changed a lot over the years. It used to be just a bit of old paddock turned into a rough and ready temporary campsite. Last time I strolled past, I hardly recognised the place. It seems to have found its own microclimate, and there's a strange atmosphere hanging around there now.
Just inside the gates, once you've navigated the Turkish ticket collectors there's the usual pandemonium of bears dancing jigs and hermaphrodites tottering around on stilts, but what sets it apart from the other sites is the brimstone fog shrouding the place and lying between the pines. Especially at midnight. Behind all this the ACO have set up a temporary pub/bar, The Shell and Grapnel, and you can get a few good shots of what you fancy in there. The lounge bar can get busy, what with the giant bejewelled dogs and miniature nut trees. Keeping just to left of this place, beyond the lean tos and tree houses, past the widows, orphans, cripples, idiots, madmen, victims of fire and flood, vicars, ranters, ravers, quakers and midwives, is the most popular camping spot. I think the attraction is the standpipes. Those, and the encampment of Austrian barber-surgeons that usually pitch up there. There are some leech stalls near the swamp, and some of the vendors there will be able to help you with beer cooling.
You'll have a great time, keep your wits about you though.
For 40 Euros you can't complain really, it's either that or Maison Blanche with its rolling sea of linseed and harvest of mushrooms. ******* mushrooms.
H