OK..its 1992 the year of my 30th birthday, so i decide to celebrate it at Glasto.
i went down with 8 freinds who were coupled off, so we arrived on Thursday,set up camp on the hill overlooking the Pyramid stage(right at the top) Thurday started off quite sedate but on retiring that night i was getting the feeling this was going to get Messy.
i remember waking up in the middle of the night and thinking OH my feet are cold and procceded to tuck them under something warm.(woke next morning and found that i was outside and had tucked my feet under the tent).
anyway....Friday it is. So im off into the fest very early and before long im "Away with the Fairies" Wandering free shoeless, lifted by the music/people the whole VIBE
The whole day was hazy but nice, so after ingesting silly amounts of "STUFF" it was time to go to bed.
reaching my tent i climbed inside and fell into a very weird dreamlike state.
On hearing music i recognised i sat up and peeped out of my tent and watched Carter U.S.M do a top set, i must have passed out and was awoken by my freinds coming back, so i procceded to tell them about my day and how good Carters set was. including the bit when they threw Green tennis balls from the stage into the crowd, this was met with looks of as from where we were.........it was nigh on immposible.
I then realised that my eyesight had taken on a different dimension and it was like looking through Psycadelic Binoculars (things had never looked so good)
Lets just say the rest of the festival was very Special indeed