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Sunday, 2 August 2009

KENDAL CALLING FESTIVAL, LOWTHER DEER PARK, CUMBRIA, Friday July 31st 2009

Greyham got very drunk on the way to Kendal and I think he was still drunk when he woke up. that might explain why he got of the bus in his under pants.


He did make some friends though.

So another day another smashed up room. The festival didn't start till five and they still seemed to be building most of it.

The site was a Deer park.

Behind the "green room" there was a lake, like the kind you find a dead body in.

We decided to have a walk around the site, it still wasn't open yet.
We did an interview or two.

Adam and Greyham bought some veggie hot dogs.

Then these boys came over and asked if we had seen any caves around. We explained we were not local to the area but we believed there must be somewhere that they could go Pot holing close by.
It turned out they didn't want too see any caves at all and were actually looking for Ketamine, which they called "K". Easy mistake to make.

This is the main stage.

Adam and Greyham decided to by a rape mask for fifteen quid. Not sure what they wanted it for.

Adam also got some air brush tattoos.

Check out Hendrix!

So we went back stage and met the dudes who were going to introduce us.

And got ready to go on.

This is the view from the stage.

It was a great gig.

We found some girls pissing behind our dressing room so we made friends with them.

Later on we went for a walk around and found a Pizza Express.

Hot pizza!!!

We went back to the "green room" and got on it.

Maggot had a great time.

Thank you Kendal.

Friday, 26 June 2009

Isle of Wight Festival 21 June 2009

We were on the 4am ferry to the Isle of Wight. We all had to get off the bus, some of us had been asleep others had just been drinking hard.

The best thing about getting on a ferry is going back to the 1980's. Fried food at 4:30 in the morning is pretty good too.

Greyham went for Strongbow and toast.

I went for the real deal.
It only takes like 30 minutes or so to get to the Isle of Wight by ferry.

The next morning was a shock to some people.

Mike was one of the first boys to get up, he went and sat in the hotel and tried to look cool.

I had brought my shop mobility scooter with but the battery seemed to be flat and wouldn't charge up. It has been in my parents garage for a year though. Gutted.

We went to see Fern Cotton, she makes some questionable fashion moves, unlike me.

We hung out in this weird camper van too.

Maggot and I went into the main arena and met these boys dressed as the GLC. They were walking about saying they were us, they convinced alot of people too.

Then we had to do the show, we waited at the side of the stage for ages.

We got everyone to put their hand in the air and i took a picture. Joel Bramwell was there, it was his birthday and he was cautioned twice for weed.

After the gig maggot hung out with Fox Man.

I met some of the nice people in the crowd.

And eggsy met some boys.

After the disapointment of my mobility scooter not working i decided to steal a golf buggy.

Then this guy called Rufus challenged us to a golf cart race, or at least that's what we turned it into.

We were meant to be on the 8pm ferry back to the main land so there was just enough time to ram some food in before we had to get back on the bus.

It took us an hour to find the port even though it is only 5 minutes from the festival site. By then everyone was well pissed up, Mysti was sick as he got off the bus and the ferry was still in the port. The boat people were not impressed.

We set sail and Adam was flying.

I met some people who had been at the festival and had had so much fun that they had turned red.

Then some festival goers shared a spliff with Greyham and 2hats and we sailed off into the sunset.
The Isle of Wight Festival is may favourite of all the festivals, if you haven't been go, its so good.
I even got free sun glasses.

Monday, 18 May 2009

Welsh BAFTAs 17th May 2009



I didn't even know there was a Welsh BAFTA award ceremony.
Still we went down to see what it was all about.
They asked us to dress up.


It was held at the Welsh Millenium Centre. They put on a Champagne reception and we met some very nice people.

David Driscoll was there. So was Gary Liniker and his new missus. I had a chat with Gary, to be honest he seemed a bit boring.

Eggsy and I had to do a rehersal as we were giving out a few awards.

Then we sat down for the show. I had to go to the toilet as I had had 5 glasses of Champagne, I'm not use to wearing a suit so i had a bit of seepage.

Then we gave out our awards, god knows who to probably Doctor Who.
Anna Ryder Richardson gave out an award befor us, god knows why she was there, she isn't even Welsh.

After we had given out the awards we went for light refreshment and bumped into film director Justin Kerrigan, he got us drunker.

When the show was over they bussed us over to a hotel for some food and more booze.
It was pissing down.

We got the back of the bus.

At the hotel we bumped into Huw Stephens and Huw Evans.
I think Huw Stephens is scared of me.

Then we rammed in a load of booze and food. Fucking nuts.

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