Well helloooooooo peeps.!!! Sorry I haven’t been updating for a couple of days but I have been a busy Fluffy Bunny.

Now what have I been up to. Well was a good night Saturday, few drinks at Hwang’s pink palace (oooh, quote of the night… “If you are hungry then I have some nipples in the lounge, sorry nibbles.!). Then out in town for a bit of dancing, me getting moaned at by Hally for stealing the profile song of her (Pendulum – Hold Your Colours, I fecking LOVE it).!!!

Tuesday night was fun at first, then fraught later on. Last night was amazing, but being stared at by eight horses was totally strange . Tomorrow night will be a quiet one, but then again, life is what you make it.!!!

So how have you all been.? Work is a hot bed of rearranging (my forte of course), but I cannot wait until I find another job (to stop me having to work fucking Sunday’s for instance like this weekend, grrrrrr).

I have to go paint my nails and bathe delicately so I shall wrap things up here… *grabs sellotape and scissors*, ba-doom-boom-TING.

Byeeee.

Well I now have an 8Mbps broadband line, but what a day of arsing about making it work properly.!!! I will write about last nights events on Monday, it is way to late now.! But, I do want to speak about something…

Twas the Canadian Grand Prix today (switch off now, go on, lol). It was a good eventful race, another win for Alonso, Schumacher sneaking ANOTHER lucky second place and Villeneuve getting stuffed by Ralf at turn 7 (I think). It is actually Villeneuve I wanted to mention, actually his dad, Gilles…

Nowadays F1 is all about the bigger picture. Too much has changed away from the art of driving the best car as fast as possible without dying. The engines rev at 19,000rpm and don’t sound as good as they used to, too much is placed on aerodynamics and not driver ability or mechanical grip. Watch one of today’s races and then click THIS LINK FOR THE REAL THING. It shows the last few laps of the 1979 French Grand Prix or, more exactly, the battle between Villeneuve and Rene Arnoux for second place. Villeneuve wins in the end for Ferrari in the gorgeous 126, while Arnoux brings in third for Renault, the first F1 car with a turbo. The race was won by Jean-Pierre Jabouille in the sister Renault, starting the 10 year turbo era, which left Renault the originators but ultimately the losers (they never won a championship with a turbo car).

Do you see what I mean. With Murray Walker’s classic commentary, something that I know word for word from this clip as it still makes me sit up and watch it closely each time it is on. I can only think of three other clips that send shivers down my spine with regard to F1, the sight of Villeneuve and Pironi fighting it out at Imola in 1982, two weeks before Gilles lost his life at Zolder, Damon Hill taking the lead at Hungary in 1997 in an off the pace Arrows Yamaha and watching Olivier Panis win the 1996 Monaco Grand Prix.

Weren’t the old days better.?

Swirly head time.!!! That last beer was a mistake. I knew I should have ordered water.

Not a bad night out by all accounts. Just a few argumentative words and a sad mate in a position similar to mine who I was worried about. We did notice THIS outside and above Phoenix. Oh and talking about Phoenix, Christina had a special request for Dan, the bar dude, so Dan THIS ONE IS FOR YOU.! Also while we are sat on the balcony there, observing the myriad of emergency vehicles whipping past I took THIS photo. Brownie, I am sorry.!!! Oh and my taxi driver home was a homosexual with a love of Hobbits. Random.

RANT WARNING, CAN YOU FEEL THE TREMBLING OF MY WRATH

Royal Ascot. When we were at Download there were 12 arrests for the riot and 4 other arrests over the entire 5 days. In the three days at the jumped up, barbaric, “lets drink champers then shoot some lame horses” annual event there have been 25. Toffs are ALWAYS the worse people for brawling, not the lager generation. They probably got into a fight over who had the biggest 18th century fainting couch or the classic “My daddy is a Count, your daddy hasn’t even been knighted yet”. Actually with all the inbreds that exist in this countries upper classes you could have put the whole thing down to being one HUGE domestic. In a field. With a load of people who need shooting rather than the horses.!!!

*****MORE RANTING FOLLOWS*****

Did you know we need to replace our Intercontinental Ballistic Missile Systems.? £20billion needs to be spent to keep us a major world power. Sounds a lot right.? Well as that grinning twat Prime Minister of ours will have spent that on the computer system for the NHS then it doesn’t seem quite as much.!!! We NEED to be a nuclear power. We need to be able to say to Iran or North Korea (or even a rearming Russia) “You even think about pointing one of your NODONG or FROG missiles at us. If you do, then we will happily wipe your rancid little country off the map”.

As usual the whole Nuclear Disarmament arguement will rage on. Lots of weird looking hippy women will stand around the naval bases around the UK, holding hands and not shaving their armpits while chanting “we shall not be moved” (Or washed usually it would appear). Always remember the story of the huge group of hippies camping at the end of a runway during one conflict in the past few years. The Security Forces were unable to deal with them (probably due to some retard “human rights” libber making it difficult for them, note to Security Forces, when you are carrying a large gun and you are faced with someone who uses the phrase “human rights” then just shoot the cunt instantly, the rest of us will break you out of prison and you will be feted as a saint).

Errr… Where was I.?? Oh yes, tents, runway, back end of a B-52 (in other words eight TF-33 engines), run them up to near full power and watch as hairy women and scraggy looking pikey kids get blown over the horizon in a jet fuel based hurricane. Oh to have had a video camera for that event.!

A school in Bristol has been defined as racist for casting two black kids as monkeys. So.??? It’s justa fucking play you sad cunts.! It wasn’t done out of spite or malice, plus the monkeys are actually part of the heroic side of the play and the kids picked their OWN parts anyway. Enough said I think.

Did you see the photo of the girl with the £3000, 25 stone, wedding dress.? What the fuck is she thinking. She wanted to out do Jordan, Katie Price I assume she means as opposed to ex-F1 boss Eddie Jordan. Surely the easiest way to out chav the big titted freakshow would be to shag a couple more footballers and then pop out a few illegitimate kids. The girl in question looked like hell painted up anyway, SIXTEEN years old with her SEVENTEEN year old groom who appeared to be wearing a suit that was last used for a recent court appearence for car theft. I give it three months. If that.

END OF RANTS

Oh and try this out… I think it is quite cute.!!!

I thought I would stay in tonight and converse with people on MSN but it has crashed. Dammit. When you are using a Microsoft product do you ever feel like you are on a bus, the doors are sealed, the road ahead is crowded, the engine is flat out in top gear and Bill Gates is drink driving while singing “Money Money Money” by ABBA.? Just me then.?

Today is the longest day of the year… What a frightening thought.! From now on the days slowly start drawing in until we hit Christmas. At work we shall have Christmas trees in the store with in the next two months. Which means I have to start thinking what to buy people for presents and thats annoying.!!!

Anyone got a job to spare. I am fed up with mine. It isn’t a baaaad job really but I have done it long enough to not want to continue with it anymore.

Well I am off for a bath while MSN is still shagged so I will be back a little later with more… maybe.

Not in a great mood right now. Not totally sure what is wrong with me but I am getting to the point where I am beginning to know.

*****POST-BATHING UPDATE*****

Well I thought I would drop in a few of my most recent search engine hits… got a few lovely ones.!!!

At the top of the tree, as usual, is “Tits”. Slightly odd is the phrase “Blow My Chuff”, if anyone can shed any light on this then let me know.! Some poor bugger wants “Lady Madonna Escorts in Taunton”, One assumes they are not looking for Ford’s once used as adverts for a Beatle’s single.! “UK Nude Drunk Fun Women”… hmmmm. Are drunk women fun.? Well yes, especially when nude but I bet he got a fucking big shock when my smiling face appeared in his search listing. Anyone got an explaination for this… “Bottomless Bitches Photos”. Now is that women that have had a nasty industrial accident and ended up losing both arse cheeks or females that can eat and eat without getting full.

Two hits for the “Most Crowded Chav Nightclub In The UK”. Not the first time this has been in my search list. Wondering if it is actually The Sands and their slightly dubious quantities management… to be fair have you ever seen a nightclub bouncer from that place that even looked as though he could tie his own shoes without the instruction manual. And who on earth would search for “Cockney Roofers”.?? Are people that shallow they want some specific regional workman, expect “Scouse Brickies” next.

“German Bastards”. Really.? Not that I mind. Amusing though. Almost done… Postman Twat is STILL bringing up my hits, hehe, but the last entry on my list… “Where can i buy big hoop earrings with my name in them”, ok, show yourself you horribly chavvy person you.!!! A name on your earrings, bloody hell.!

Oh, and if you were wondering who sends me most hits from their myspace page… it is actually Pouty (well behind me) and Angel behind her (sounds like an interesting position).!!!

Thought I had better put up a few photos from my Saturday night out…

Now where shall I start… How about THE NEWLY WEDS, all dressed up and no place to go. Harriet had a top on with a piccy on it that I just couldn’t fathom until I got close enough to take THIS photo. Weird huh.! PAUL had a suit on, which was a surprise to say the least. Someone had her hair in… HARRY ON HER TODD.

If you were wondering where the ranting had gone then, pray, continue.!!!

Animal Rights Activists have done the amazingly sensible thing of releasing a whole shed load of Red Deer from a park. These animals which were NOT being hunted, were being protected from poaching and those “stupid fucking toffs on horse back”, are now roaming around the local countryside, blundering onto roads and running the risk of being gunned down by every landowner who fancies himself as Mad Max.

If they had BOTHERED to check the details on these animals then they would have found there was no need to free them, that they were well cared for and happily living in a large park with no threat to them. As much as I hate animal cruelty, I hate stupid people more.

The two people from PETA, however, who managed to win a meal out with Beyonce Knowles and her family did good. Get a celebrity who wears fur and humiliate her on video. Genius.

Before I go… GILES SPOTS ANOTHER CLOUD. Thought you would like that one.!

I have been reading the DownLoad forums again. The amount of people discussing the state of the toilets is quite incredible. But someone did hit on a very useful way of combating the smell next year…

…smoke a fag or a joint while going. Now why on earth didn’t I think of that.??!! Although there is only one problem I can see with this ingenius idea. If you throw your fag in to the pit after you finish, will you be swallowed (along with up to 15 other people) in a violent eruption of 3 tonnes of red hot, explosive shite.?! Doesn’t bear thinking about. Well not too much at least.

I have been working today. Great. Ended up having a water fight on the shop floor with my boss (she was trying to keep me from dozing off by squirting me with a bottle of freezing cold mineral water and I retaliated. Very soon the whole thing was getting just a bit silly. Hehe.

Last night was one of those evenings where I just couldn’t get comfortable. I was too hot in Hobbits and the wind was juuuust the wrong side of cold to be anything but chilly in just a t-shirt (the big rubbery UV one, accompanied by UV nail varnish and the word “SLUT” in UV on my arm too. Sexy). Didn’t get in until 4am and it was getting light. Someone remind me not to have another of the sping rolls in Sal’s because I am always too drunk to remember how bloody horrible they are. It is all roll and no spring. A decent spring roll has a large amount of beansprouts and little pieces of lamb, beef and chicken, NOT a mashed up concoction of onion peas and… and… and well thinking about it that was it.!!! Oh and much love to Tiff for letting me have a good chew on her kebab (that phrase has been entered specifically to entertain Monkey).

Nat was a little pissed last night… so much so that I wonder if she remembers saying the words “Stop licking my lid” and “Dance with me you asshole”. The question is will Lemony remember talking about how she could probably still get her ankles behind her head.??

And tonight she is coming round to play with my rabbit (OI, that is a very rude suggestion, stop it) and spend sometime together. Should be fun .

I have some photos to upload from last night but I will do that tomorrow night…

…oh and Giles… look at that cloud.!!!

Just seven days ago I was sat with Lemony, Angel and Louisa outside the Snickers Tent listening to Opeth doing what ever it is they do.

I have found this great photo taken from Axl Rose’s chopper (down boy).! Basically it is a lot of people LOOKING LIKE ANTS. For those non-DownLoader’s amongst you there is the main stage on the right, VIP (RIP) area at the top on Starkey’s Straight and two of the HUGE bars on the left in the white tents (The Village). Looking at that photo makes me wonder how on earth Angel and I got anywhere near the front for any of the performances.!!!

Well today I have been mostly doing…. car rallying. Well that is to say I was awake early with the worst hangover for a long time, Dad was heading to Saunders for a small car show (can’t remember the reason) so I tagged along. Car photos… Firstly we have our very own 1973 MGB GT., a 1600cc twin KN OD fitted beauty.Standard Vanguard up next unusual in being a 1950’s car with a diesel engine. Just don’t get caught behind it on a narrow road.! Rare one this, 1966 Wolsley Hornet (basically a BL Mini with a boot, but in this case one of only 57 built. Bought as a tin top by Heinz for a competition, roof cut down by Crayford and bits added (such as a radio, trays and rear seat belts. Lastly a Ford. Model A coupe. Very poppy exhaust note, sounded great as it backed into the space but then again I have been around these cars for most of my life so I can tell stuff like that… ie I am able to tell a Morris Minor just from the noise it makes from the transmission as it pulls away, lol.

Bought a couple of books while I was there. One inevitably on Battleships and Aircraft Carriers and the other on Serial Killers. The latter of the two books had a very strange title… EVIL Serial Killers…

As opposed to what.??? Slightly Annoying Serial Killers that murder people by continuously moving their car keys.? Really Childish Serial Killers that make people fall over toy cars left on stairs.? Bizarre.

Tonight we head out to town as usual, but with the added bonus that I know I have to be at work at 11am tomorrow morning. Cunts.

So no matter what you are up to tonight… have fun. Unless you are Sam, Alan or Steph and then I hope you all fall under the same bus.

Hurrah and Huzzah.!!! The Italian Gardens are NOT going to be built on.! Common sense has finally prevailed. BUT…

…the stupid fucking carroty thing to be built at Big Lamp (Big Lump??) Corner is still being done… only the contractors will not touch it this weekend because of T4 on the beach and, until the end of July, the sodding World Cup (they don’t want to be tooooo far from home. Genius.

Oh boy have I been bored today. So damn slow at work and it is beginning to piss me off more than ever. I know rebin takes over next week but we were supposed to have been doing that THIS week. As usual HQ make one of their delightful fuck ups and it all goes to crap.

*checks job centre website*

Well tonight is Hobbits night for the first time since last Tuesday so it should be interesting. Get to rejoin some of the DownLoad crew and swap tales of the toilets again. Lemony has hurt her leg somehow so is not out past 11pm sadly but I will grab all the hugs and kisses I can in that time, hehe (if my face didn’t hurt so much after Tuesday). !

Anywho…. must go bathe… see you soon.!

I am still shattered despite having had three nights sleep after Download’s bumpy floor. The weather is a bit different too! Why could it have not been a bit cooler there? Oh well, it was still brilliant so I don’t care now. My poor, sore, burnt forehead is starting to peel, which is not great but i will cope. I have finally picked out and resized the 47 photos that I think represent the best of my download festival, they are all linked at the bottom of this post.

A few things I forgot… Katie talking about not having been able to shave her bits for five days was defined as having ‘a fanny like Desperate Dan’. We also did a poo count, if you will excuse the expression. You know how it works, the toilets look like hell and smell like giant haystacks thong after twenty rounds of wrestling and three chicken bhunas, so you hold it in. Well other people do lol, I dont care! We worked out between 12 of us we had been and moved dirt just 18 times over the weekend. For the statisticians amongst you it worked out as a total of 57 days spent on site between us, we had an average of three dumps each. Then again, Giles and I were on five or six each so we distorted it! Enough of that though, one thing I had left out was that it was suggested for some bizarre reason that Mr David Matthews would probably enjoy shagging a shaved bumblebee. I cannot remember why.

On the radio they have been discussing the use of assemblies at school. Do you remember, like I do, sitting on the floor of the hall, singing hymns such as ‘Oil In My Lamp’ and ‘Keep Me Travelling Along With You’? The point they were making was that it is an actual law which requires ‘moderate religious group services’ every morning in a school. Good idea or bad? Well the twenty minutes without a lesson is always good, but more importantly is the ability to push an amount of religion into the lives of the kids in the school. Nothing specifically christian or jewish etc, but placing the idea in their heads.

I have purchased a new book. Doomsday, 50 Visions Of The End Of The World. A cheerful volume i think you will agree but very interesting. It lists the various ways in which the world could cease to exist, or at least the human race could end. It covers everything from plague to nuclear accident to famine to Terry Wogan’s wig cutting off the sunlight to most of the earth’s surface. Hehe. In one place it does touch on something close to my heart, Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle, the idea that merely looking at something can affect the outcome of a situation (usually with regard to quantum physics, where by looking at where an electron is means it will be there, but it may actually be in a totally different place if you had not bothered having a butchers in the first place).

I have been spending a lot of time with Lemony and am pleased to say we are now going out. I went for a curry with Angel last night then we met Lemony in Dominion. They ganged up on me which was, lovely .

Right photo time people… try to keep up please.!!

Firstly we have Angel and Sarah on the way to the festival, and then…
Eating lunch in Tamworth services.
Angel looking hot in two ways, lol, at the Services.
Waiting to go in to the actual main site with everyone who met us there.
Stew with his sword which he forgot to take to Dragonforce in the end anyway.
Sat drinking before it got dark just to cool off if anything.!
Stew and sarah in their tent which Sarah hardly left, but we got to see her legs for a change .
Bethany warming herself in the sun.
Marie relaxing getting ready to see some bands.
Lesbian fun with my two favourite ladies.
A sea of tents which was an amazing site to behold.
Miles of crowd which Angel and I penetrated to see…
Coheed and Cambria close up.
Angel on the streets just needing the can of Special Brew.
Kitten warming to the sunniness.
Monkey sans cider an unusual sight.!
Giles moody but I love him really.
On the bank with Angel waiting for A7X to appear.
Alice in Chains watching, well listening to at least.
A7X begin to Angel’s delight.
A7x middle of the set.
A7x solo from Sinister Gates (not his brother, Garden).
Within Temptation small shot of her. Shexy .
Within Temptation were easier to see on the screen.
Monkey avec cider, more natural you will agree.
Louisa and Lemony looking cute outside the Snickers tent.
Nat and Dave the same place.
Sarah shows her burns off to whoever wanted a good gawp.
Giles sunstroked poor thing.
Dave and that damn hat, makes him look like a poof .
Angels bad burn marks. Serving Suggestion.!
Beth red faced, burnt…
And Bethany boobed.
Lacuna Coil she is hot.!
Lacuna Coil. See.!
Angel cute but looking annoyed and sweaty.
The Best Photo of them all. DOWNLOAD BABY.!!!
The Second Best photo check out Dave and Sarah’s expressions.
**WARNING** Don’t Look Down.!! The view in the toilets. This photo does not do it justice. I sadly couldn’t capture the smell.!
Angel and the cuppa which we enjoyed each night (and I fetched).!
Drunken Katie with a hat of Satan.
Kissy Couple who didn’t get a room but did have a tent.
Bite me says Giles without caring much.
Stuck in Coalville, oh lucky us.!
In the back looking more annoyed than ever.!
In the hire car with Angel.
Snoring like a chainsaw Stew away with the fairies.
I have marked out our camping area. Isn’t it lovely.

Any links that don’t work please TELL ME.!!!

Tuesday afternoon. I do apologise for not updating my blog with my adventures from DownLoad last night but to be honest it was a complete nightmare getting home yesterday.!

Let me explain. I was awoken at 4am by the sound of Snecma’s finest engines pushing an Airbus skyward. After sleeping fitfully until about 8.30 we all got up and realised we had a good two hours before pick up time and it was only the four of us left (Giles, Stu and Katie having left about 8.15 ish). Then came the thunderstorm. I spent twenty minutes holding the tent up because it was hammering down so damn hard. Eventually the rain stopped and we got the tents down. Then the sun came out (too late, everything was instantly muddy from all the dust), so we had to trudge through the muddy wasteland, across rubbish, bent lighting poles and past the whiffiest toilets on the site. The bags were drinkless but felt even heavier. We eventually collapsed at the pick up point, I ripped off the blue band I had had on my arm for the past few days and waited for Pouty’s mum to arrive. 15 minutes later she did, we loaded up and spent about 40 minutes just trying to get out the car park. We HAD to turn right out the place despite wanting to go left, intending to go round a roundabout and head back, but the queue was incredible (about 6 miles in all) and Pouty was desperate for the loo so we headed to the services on the M1.

It was soooo nice to wash hands and use a proper loo, I shall never take my toilet for granted again.!!! Grabbed a COLD coke and jumped back in the car… intending to head south then rejoin the M6 via Coalville. Remember Coalville.? Where Crazylady lives.? Well we got to there, the car started misfiring and we ended up in a Ford garage waiting for them to have a look at the car. Decided to go and get some lunch so went to Wetherspoons (Crazylady’s Mum’s local.!) and enjoyed real hot food that wasn’t a burger or a sausage (ok Pouty had a burger and Angel sausages). On returning to the garage they said it could not be fixed so we spent about 5 hours sitting around waiting for some news. In the end a hire car picked us up and drove us to Hinckley so Rose, our driver could sign some forms. We finally left Hinckley about 6.45pm and headed home. I got in about 9.30pm hot, sticky and feeling so tired.

But was it worth it.? Of course it was.!!!! I am sunburnt, my head itches from the fact I burnt UNDER my hair too and I have to replace my camera as it is playing up. Let me fill in the bits I have missed about the festival…

Day One…

Got picked up along with a box of wine, 15 kilos of rucksack, 11 kilos of tent, and a twelve pack of Fosters and crammed into Pouty’s Mondeo with her mum, Rose, driving. Was a really hot drive up, stopping at Tamworth for a burger, then ending up at the pick up point at the entrance to Download along with a pile of kit, under a tree staying cool. Dave, Marie and Beth managed to find us and left their kit with us. Saw Lemony, Nat, Merv, Louisa and Dave as they walked past on the way to the main site. Eventually Angel, myself, Sarah and Stew grabbed our kit and headed off to camp. We decided to head to Yellow camp but found it full, then gold which was also full.! This was in a 80 degree temperature with the sun soooo hot on us. Angel almost collapsed so we had to leave her and Sarah in gold and Stew and I walked to Blue, then Green (down steep hill), then Orange (up steep hill), before they finally opened purple camp and we almost ran in relief to an empty area and threw stuff down. I took my top off (when was the last time you saw me do that).! Sarah and Angel arrived a little later and so did Dave with their two tents. I put up most of them (no one else had a clue in places, lol. Angel, Sarah and Dave headed back to help Marie and Beth with their stuff. Stew and I relaxed in the sun for a bit and eventually everything was up and done, sleeping bags moved in. Angel borrowed mine to sit on rather than “mess hers up” (????). Had a wander round, bought food and the delightfully tasty tea before hitting the hay quite early.

Funniest Moment… Lying in my tent with Angel and Sarah as everyone else was off watching bands, Sarah had put her sleeping bag on the top of her tent to dry the dampness out, to us it looked like a burkha on top, a Terrorist tent if you will (yes, we were very tired).!!

Day Two…

Giles, Stu and Katie arrived quite early on in the day and we helped put up their two remaining tents. We had kept plenty of room and had far more space to move than anyone else on the site, I think.! I opened my first beer at 11am and we sat around trying to cope with the heat. The first band we wanted to see was at 5.30 so we had time to grab some doughnuts and then Angel and I wandered off to see Coheed and Cambria. The main arena was a sea of bodies and we were at the back, so using Angel as a battering ram, she led the way down until we were on the edge of the pit, the sun thankfully sinking behind the stage as the set started (having watched the last 20 minutes of Soulfly which I quite liked too). Really, really enjoyed it.! When it had finished we headed around in big circles trying to find the Snickers Stage. This was set up like a big tent and was sooooo humid and hot inside. We watched InMe, which I thoroughly enjoyed (Hollie, you win, I like ‘em ok.?), until Angel felt sick and dizzy again. We went outside and sat on the bank in the shade for a while, then stood and watched the last part of the set. We were going to watch Atreyu but it was just so damn hot that we both headed for the campsite and had a few drinks in the setting sun light. I was so very drunk with the help of a few herbal cigarettes too .

Funniest Moment… Beth had a new top, she couldn’t tie it properly and manged to flash us her boobies. At the EXACT same moment as she did it Giles was sat pointing at the sky saying “Look at that cloud”. He honestly didn’t realise about the exposed breasts but it was so much like he wanted to divert the attention away that he was tickled about this for the next four days. Hehe.

Day Three…

Still hot but with the added bonus of less wind. Lucky us. My head was still burning from having the sun at a constant upper left face angle. First band was Arch Enemy at 1.15pm for which the sun made sure it was as hot as possible. That lead singer is TINY. But the noise of her voice is immense.! Hung around sitting on the bank near the stage we listened to Alice In Chains and couldn’t be bothered to move to watch StoneSour so stayed there until Avenged Sevenfold came close. We headed into the pack and were quite close to the front until Angel went back into sick and dizzy mode and needed to be walked out the crowd. A few minutes of rest and some water and we got back in closer again, the set was amazing, the best of the weekend and I had a great time singing along. After that it was time to head for the tented Snickers stage again and watch Within Temptation. All that yogurt weaving and fieryness must be been hell to do in that heat. Caught up with Lemony, Dave, Lousia and Nat after the set and sat with Angel and them while Nat, Dave and Sarah watched Opeth (I gave Opeth 45 seconds of my time before deciding I really don’t want to listen to them). Headed back to camp after that and were all so tired we were in bed before 11.30.!!! Did enjoy our cup of tea though.

Funniest Moment… Angel, having been in the sun too long, coming out the tent with her jeans half way up, unable to get them on any further and saying “my legs have expanded”. I had to lift her up by the waistband while she jumped up and down and slid into them.

Day Four…

The hottest yet. So hot that we couldn’t be arsed to meet Sarah for 36 Crazyfists or Inflames. Eventually got to see Lacuna Coil at 3pm ish and met Pika too with her bloke briefly. Wandered around for a bit after that and saw a little of Cradle of Filth (THE original cockney geezer who sounded just like the Hitcher out of the Mighty Boosh).!!! Plus Danny Filth is TINY.!!! Even when in the front row you need a small pair of binoculars to see him properly. A munchkin in leather.! Due to the massive heat we just could not be bothered to walk back and watch BFMV, Skindred and Lordi so just grabbed some food, drank and smoked everything we had left and waved bye-bye to Beth, Dave and Marie. Apparently the riots started a bit later but we saw nothing and didn’t see any trouble. Heard a lot of shouting and Timmmmeh’s though, hehe. Headed for bed about 1am, with some strange noises from inside… and out .

Funniest Moment… Dave getting Sarah’s fags off her, then running off and camply throwing them into the middle of the vaguely clearing field.!!! It was his facial expression that did it for me.

So in conclusion a fucking amazing time, well repeatable with more food and less clothing, hehe and a smaller tent for just two people.

Photos will follow soon when I can be bothered to upload and resize them. .

Oh and if you are wondering, I got off with two people… but I am not saying who…

What happens at DownLoad STAYS at DownLoad.