Shittest festival ever...
Tryst'o'Gal, Forest of Galloway, 2006.

Got there. Took some acid. An hour later, I was wandering around fucked out of my skull. It was then that I realised I hadn't put my tent up.

I'm not sure how many of you have taken acid, but if you have then you'll know that trying to actually *do* anything is nigh on impossible. I took my tent out of its bag, and then spent three hours flapping around with it like some kind of bizzare, hideously confused pigeon.

As the acid started to take hold, I remember seeing a very good band called Bombskare, and then freaking out in quite a big way and huddling up in the front of my car for the next six hours.

The next day, I drunk a lot of cider, smoked a lot of weed, and then witnessed a woman crash her car (while tripping) through the trees surrounding the forest, killing her boyfriend in the process.

What a fucking lovely festival.
(Half of Stephen Fry's right buttock pissed on your dog on, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 7:57, 1 reply)

umm
not the festivals fault, but the attendees?
(Halfy By light alone, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 8:30, closed)