Post by Nik on Jun 23, 2004 14:16:08 GMT -5
All events occured at reading 2003
The fire cannon
O.k it was the Monday morning and we were getting ready to bugger off home. We wondered why the cars hadn't seemed to have moved in hours. Then we saw that some other people in our field (brown1/a) had rolled up the metal road and we filling it with a variety of items as we watched. Items included:
Tents
Sleeping bags
Rubbish
Gas canisters
They then made sure everybody was a suitable distance away and lit the thing. A few sconds pasted, nothing happened, people began to lose interest, then it went off. Liturally a cloud of fire errucpted out of the open ends of the rolled road - it was 'kin amazing! They did this several times.
Then the onsite security showed up and politly asked them to kindly unroll the road please. This they did, there were massive black marks all down the road. As far as i could see nobody got carryed off in the back of police van or anything, and nobody burned to death as well.
As it was the Modnay morning all film had unfortunatly been used up.
And yes, it was kirk who christened it the fire cannon.
Raining ash
I'm not sure but i think it was the Friday, or perhaps Saturday. Anyway we were all sitting in the campsite happily drinking when it started to rain... ash. This ash fell from the perfectly blue sky for a good five minutes, covering us all in a bloody annoying coat of grey crap and we all stared at ecah other going what the fuck with hands cuped over cans. Come to think of it how was that even physically possible?
George - Defender of the campsite
We had never met him before, we ran into him on the 2nd day and then he never left. You see he became totally obsessed with one of my friends which basically meant that he satyed in our campsite for the entire weekend. And i do mean the enitre weekend, he never went to the arena and no matter what hour he always seemed to be awake. The upside of this was that our campite was hardly ever left unattended. That didn't stop some of our tents being looked through however, though nothing stolen. Perhaps he did leave at somepoint ... what other explanation could there be?
Shingles
NEVER sleep in psys tent... ever. The very first night after i may have overindulged just a little that where he dumped me, while i might add he slept in my nice clean tent.
You see psys tent gives people shigles, that lovly little infection with those damn ugly things that grow on your skin. Psys came out at reading, medics ons ite told him to go to a doctor imediatly but he stayed... i think his may even have scared, if nothign else they were a lot natier than mine. Mone appeared when i came home, but thankfully went within about a month.
Again, NEVER under any circumastances sleep in Psys tent, you would be better off in one of the portaloos, less change of infections! Although i did see one portaloo where the shit had over lown the bowl and was piled up about metre in the air, that wasn't at all nice.
I'm gonna stop now otherwise i will actaully never stop
The fire cannon
O.k it was the Monday morning and we were getting ready to bugger off home. We wondered why the cars hadn't seemed to have moved in hours. Then we saw that some other people in our field (brown1/a) had rolled up the metal road and we filling it with a variety of items as we watched. Items included:
Tents
Sleeping bags
Rubbish
Gas canisters
They then made sure everybody was a suitable distance away and lit the thing. A few sconds pasted, nothing happened, people began to lose interest, then it went off. Liturally a cloud of fire errucpted out of the open ends of the rolled road - it was 'kin amazing! They did this several times.
Then the onsite security showed up and politly asked them to kindly unroll the road please. This they did, there were massive black marks all down the road. As far as i could see nobody got carryed off in the back of police van or anything, and nobody burned to death as well.
As it was the Modnay morning all film had unfortunatly been used up.
And yes, it was kirk who christened it the fire cannon.
Raining ash
I'm not sure but i think it was the Friday, or perhaps Saturday. Anyway we were all sitting in the campsite happily drinking when it started to rain... ash. This ash fell from the perfectly blue sky for a good five minutes, covering us all in a bloody annoying coat of grey crap and we all stared at ecah other going what the fuck with hands cuped over cans. Come to think of it how was that even physically possible?
George - Defender of the campsite
We had never met him before, we ran into him on the 2nd day and then he never left. You see he became totally obsessed with one of my friends which basically meant that he satyed in our campsite for the entire weekend. And i do mean the enitre weekend, he never went to the arena and no matter what hour he always seemed to be awake. The upside of this was that our campite was hardly ever left unattended. That didn't stop some of our tents being looked through however, though nothing stolen. Perhaps he did leave at somepoint ... what other explanation could there be?
Shingles
NEVER sleep in psys tent... ever. The very first night after i may have overindulged just a little that where he dumped me, while i might add he slept in my nice clean tent.
You see psys tent gives people shigles, that lovly little infection with those damn ugly things that grow on your skin. Psys came out at reading, medics ons ite told him to go to a doctor imediatly but he stayed... i think his may even have scared, if nothign else they were a lot natier than mine. Mone appeared when i came home, but thankfully went within about a month.
Again, NEVER under any circumastances sleep in Psys tent, you would be better off in one of the portaloos, less change of infections! Although i did see one portaloo where the shit had over lown the bowl and was piled up about metre in the air, that wasn't at all nice.
I'm gonna stop now otherwise i will actaully never stop