Sunday, September 24, 2006

I can smell cow shit


No pictures will be published to protect the innocent although I can tell you that there were few innocents at Davestock 06 yesterday.

A great time was had by all, especially Ty who did his laundry. I would recommend that you do not invite this man to your festival unless you want red wine everywhere and carnage in the apple crumble.
There were yoofs in attendance sans hoodies due to the clement weather and your correspondents were assured that should the 'kids' be missionin' to the shop and it took longer than 7 minutes then it was a 'star trek', innit. In fact the yoofs were 'chillin' and got up the next morning and cleared the garden of debris, bless. Hug a hoodie people.

The Evilfairy and Miss Haversham found to their delights that it is not big or clever to take poppers on a bouncy castle; but it is hysterically funny.

The evening came to an abrupt end at 2am as Miss H did a swan dive from the stage taking the PA system with her and severely denting th'ipod. She is today nursing a bruised ego (is that possible?) and has been placed in a radox bath to recover. I have however manage to escape with a minor ankle injury and some cuts and bruising to feet.

Roll on Davestock 07

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