the best AND the worst
tend to happen to me on shrooms

Best - overwhelming connection to nature - losing myself in music, almost completely - the monkees 'head' - watching a campfire burn and shaking with laughter at the resulting sparks and colours - sitting at Wasdale tripping into the scree slopes for what seemed like an eternity

Worst - Hearing my 8 year old sister fall from a chair and break her arm, mum phones an ambulance and as there is a ambulance strike on, some bizarre 50 year old Army ambulance arrives...very bizarre - next door neighbour gets a slapping from her boyfriend, my mum calls me in to sort him out, i didn't - being literally surrounded by a baying mob of violent idiots, who were climbing up onto the window ledge and peering in the house, shouting threats and generally sending all six of us into paroxysm of fear - last october, seeing my pal fall from the debris of a dry stane wall and miss dashing his brains out by 2cm, we were in the middle of nowhere and an air ambulance would have to have been called, this sometimes still keeps me awake at night
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Tue 10 Nov 2009, 17:18, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

fucking hell, old son
harrowing stuff. I make sure I'm as completely sealed off from potential 'difficulties' as is humanly possible before indulging. Doesn't always work, of course...
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 10 Nov 2009, 17:25, Reply)

my best times were at festivals in other countries
those were the days
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 10 Nov 2009, 18:20, Reply)