These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Monday, July 27, 2015
Post Wickerman Post
Here every year but who knows what it does?
Green panorama.
Main stage, dull day.
Wickerbeast from far away.
John Cooper Clark in the distance.
Lulu Q&A session.
The burning.
Well another year and another Wickerman. The weather almost kept itself together apart from biting occasional cold spells and the music was the usual daft mix of everything you'd expect. Lots of people were there in silly get ups. Downsides; not enough craft beer, beer prices and beer timekeeping. Upsides; nose sunburn, two out of three hot showers and aimlessly wandering for 48 hours or so.
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