Turned up with no ticket so jumped the outer fence to put up my tent and leave my stuff. Walked into Reading with a sign saying ticket wanted and got one after about 40 minutes for 40 quid (should have been 70)
Had a classic pant burning ceremony and some of the Wycombe "lads" started tent surfing (not recommended, especially not if large, scary people are still in the tents). Ended up stealing a Free Sex flag and chased around scaring people with mad Sylvester, the Cocaine filled biker from somewhere most spooky (apologies to any macho, overtly hetrosexual people out there)
Here's a photo of the pant burning fire, the girl in the viking helmet is Worthy (of PVC catsuit fame) and Gary who used to be a barman in the Roundabout is next to her.
Dylan
