Festivals IIIt's that time of year again
I was at a free festival outside Worthing in the early 90s, expounds Richard mcbeef off the internet. A bloke went mental on the dancefloor and started hitting people. He was restrained, calmed down, but then did it again, a good three times more. Eventually he was pursued around the arena by an ever-growing number of people, like in Benny Hill. He was chased into a massive nettle patch and ended up tied to a chair.
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(, Thu 25 Jun 2015, 9:45)
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The last time I went to a festival,it took forever to get there, owing to the marquee reception beforehand dragging on interminably. There were no spots for our folding chairs on the lawn at the right distance from the string orchestra, the Pimm's had started to verge on the warm and it was even threatening to drizzle.
Fortunately for all concerned, Henry rolled up with some organic strawberries from his uncle's farm and a chilled bottle of champagne. We partied like mad things, I can tell you. There was more than a shade of the metallic to it.
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.Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Thu 25 Jun 2015, 12:47,
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