Back to Friday……..We arrived to find the rest of the crew had their tents up and were having a beer (not unusual for F3) Nothing else to do but help ample Angela and luscious Looby get the tent up and crack open the Dr.
Got the tent up to find the twins had been on a spending spree with folding chairs and a folding table to hold the glow in the dark glasses (how cool is at?) Anyway we gave Dr Smirnoff a scare and headed down to the hall.
Wombles disco was on the go and we familiarised ourselves with the bar, had a natter to some old friends and got settled in to rally mode.
Fridays band Ten Tall Men arrived and kept us amused with that age-old favourite
“1-2……1-2-3….1-2…..1-2-3….2-2-1-2”
Fat Boab was well into the “It’s Friday let’s get pished” mode, but beer, Smirnoff and aftershock is not a good combo when you have to work next morning.
Back to the band and ………… after a few more 1 fecking 2’s they did eventually start and had the place jumping to some good tunes.
They stopped for a wee cup of tea and we thought it would be a good time to go before we started to enjoy our self’s to much, we said our goodbyes to every one and slid off home after picking up a curry and chips from the van.
By all accounts Friday was a hit and we still had Saturday to look forward to. |