The one and only festival
I've ever thought about going to was the Reading Festival when I was living in That London for a year or so while doing my Masters degree. I believe that Metallica were headlining that year which is why I wanted to go. Anyway, I bought my ticket for the usual extortionate price and recived it shortly aftterwards. One thin I didn't have was a tent though. I made my way to the nearest Asda as I'd head though ohers that were oing that they were selling cheap tents for something ridiculous like a fiver. I buys one and then someone tells me that these tents being so cheap haven't been made waterproof. Ah, thinks I, this country, even in the height of summer is not renowned for its ability to stay dry for more than five minutes so, rather than risk it I'll get some spray from a camping store and just do it that way.

Now, it's only a few days to go 'til the Festival and being the model of efficiency that I was I decided to get an early start and spray my tent so I wouldn't have to worry when I got there and was hammered/high. So I did. Did I say I was living in Halls of residence at the time and, apparently what they do to test fire alarms in this particular dump was to spray small amounts of perfume or other aerosol underneath the detectors. Did I also mention that, due to being drunk at the time, I decided to to this at 1:00am on a Wednesday?

I was not popular from then on.

Luckily I moved out shortly after this event and sold my ticket to a friend of a friend for face value.

Sort of a result but I would've liked to have gone.
( Funkenschlag still likes dogs more than cats, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 13:55, Reply)