Shit loads of setting things on fire.
But poo throwing? None of that occured as far as I'm aware.

There were quite a lot of chavvy types, though, and girls caked in maeup and in nice clothes that just made you think: 'what the hell are you doing here?'
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Tue 1 Sep 2009, 12:05, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

Hah!
Sounds like "V Festival".
I only went once to see The Pixies.

Got in a fight with a moron. Got punched in the face. Glasses broke. A bad drive home.
( Cawl, Tue 1 Sep 2009, 12:07, Reply)

well done,
a story about you being punched in the face has actually cheered me up a bit.
(PsychoChomp, Tue 1 Sep 2009, 12:15, Reply)

Glad to be of service.

( Cawl, Tue 1 Sep 2009, 12:16, Reply)

The chavvy types didn't seem to be behaving like utter cunts though.
Everyone was generally very friendly.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Tue 1 Sep 2009, 12:18, Reply)

That'll be the drugs.

(PsychoChomp, Tue 1 Sep 2009, 12:23, Reply)

This is true.
As I got out of the car at the station, my mum told me to behave: don't get too drunk, don't do any drugs and don't go off with strangers.

Within two hours of being there, I was wasted, and sat in the hot-boxed tent of a friend of a friend.
(Applebite Uh! A cow!, Tue 1 Sep 2009, 12:25, Reply)