Another pearoast
Growing up in Wiltshire in the 90's wasn't all that great. Clubbing was restricted to the larger cities and generally there was fuck all to do. Except in the summer when every year without fail, we went to Glastonbury.

Going on a regular basis meant we knew our way around the local area, particularly the nearby fields. As the festival got increasingly popular it became more and more difficult to source tickets and one year (1999) we didn't get them.

Fucksocks.

About three hours into day one of the festival I get a call from my mate Rich who tells me to get my arse down to Glastonbury because he has got himself a load of tickets. Slightly wary of how he got them or if they were fakes I turned up, got in and had a great day; Rich remaining tight lipped as to how he managed to get the tickets.

Fast forward to Sunday morning and I'm queuing for the toilet when I start to overhear a conversation in front of me. A couple were talking about a scam that someone was running where tickets had been stolen. Much discussion later and I find out exactly how Rich and accomplice got the tickets.

What they had done was to open the gate of a nearby field and print and put up a large sign stating 'Glastonbury Festival Parking'. Armed with more official looking arrow signs, tape, ropes and tables, together with a convincing marshal's outfit, they had set themselves up a fake entrance to the festival and after people had parked, they were exchanging people's tickets for worthless 'entry passes' and sending them off through another gate to get thoroughly lost in the Somerset countryside.

Rich denied all but he knew that countryside better than anyone I know and given that he is now serving a prison sentence for fraud I am more certain than ever it was him. Needless to say I did feel more than a little guilty at being in on a stolen ticket but it was a great festival.
(quantum raspberry quizzically quashing Quebecans, Tue 5 Aug 2008, 17:25, 2 replies)

in the 90's
Wiltshire hasnt had anything to do ever, not now, not then lol
(Wandering Nomad still wandering on, Tue 5 Aug 2008, 17:30, closed)

alternatives
You could have used the 'stamps' for £5.

People used to have a ladder and charge £10 to use it. I saw a bloke charginf £10 to crawl through the hole he'd dug!

In 2000 best part of 50,000 simply walked through the hole in the fence created when some bloke attached said fence to his land rover and drove off.
( Moonraker isn't the droid you were looking for, Wed 6 Aug 2008, 9:54, closed)