Well? Anyone? Or did I miss the "We're going to Download at Donington Park this weekend!" thread?
Don't need to go - can hear it across most of Derbyshire
hehe, I was gonna say... I'm just a junction or two up from it, so if any upstanding members want to drop in and say hello, or maybe even crash for the night, let me know.
Sposed to great weather this weekend, so I might even fire up the barbie if someone brings the beers.
Knox said that hes going. He'll already be there by now though I should think.
I couldn't afford to go
My younger bro planns on going and getting his ticket on the door:O
On Wednesday I got the train from Bristol up to Hull. I was on a carriage full of Downloaders. At Cheltenham a Scotsman got on, pished as a fart, who would occasionally yell things down the carriage from his refuge in the vestibule.
He sounded like Rab C Nesbit. Everybody was pissing themselves laughing, even stern Mr. Important Business Bloke sat across from me.
My sister went a couple of years ago, but I'd sooner just turn up at Nicks with a case of beer
You'll just have to use the live webcast then
http://downloadfestival.co.uk/webcast/index.aspx
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I wish I'd gone last year to see Judas Priest, who I love. This year I only fancied Pendulum on the Saturday, tho the Sunday lineup of Def Leppard/Whitesnake/ZZ Top definitely tickles my fancy as a cheesy old fart.
But TBH, I've always been too prissy to go to festivals. I never travel anywhere on a day out without a bottle of antibacterial spray and some pre-impregnated wipes, in case I'm caught short and need to use a public toilet (I have hygiene OCD, albeit that having had it for 20 years I've learned to cope). I suspect a typical festival portaloo would give me the vapours. I suppose I could take a caravan or a toilet tent* and a chemical loo, but that's not really getting into the spirit, is it?
Anyway Nick, I'm not sure I understand your barbs about party attendees failing to hold their alcohol. As I remember the Hexusite in question just turned up a bit tired after his long journey and then had a bit of a snooze on your sofa- albeit with his eyes half open and your cat happily snuggled up on his chest. Meanwhile I have never failed to comport myself with anything less than complete decorum.
*edit: I'm sure my parents' Toilet Tent must be in the attic somewhere. From when I was about 3 to the age of 11 our annual holiday was always 2-3 weeks camping in France, and they genuinely did have a tall black tent shaped like an obelisk which was erected for the purpose of shoving a chemical toilet inside. I honestly can't recall ever using the ghastly thing.
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