Vinfest
Saturday was a lazy affair watching TV films including Tron which was nice. We had the option to go back to Global Gathering with the weekend tickets but the drive put us off. Instead we drove towards Salisbury to meet our London friends camping at Vinfest, an all weekend party on the grounds of Vinnie's step dad's field.
This was no ordinary country field but an ex-Ministry of Defence site which stored nuclear weapons in bunkers and even had its own railway. Most of the happy campers were in full swing dancing under canvas as the weather had drastically changed. Marc was playing his trademark US Soulful House and a few of the ravers were in costume or face-painted. After Marc, the music/DJ quality went down for some of us so used the time to scout out the area and talk to a few people. A table-tennis tournament had been arranged by Trev which was held in the bunker. He even had his own clip-board titled 'Table Tennis (Ping Pong)' in case he forgot what the game was I suppose. The house was quite bare but had 2 showers, 2 cubicle toilets, 3 sinks and urinal in the same room plus the windows looked bomb-proof. The event even had its own schedule of events like a holiday camp and included regular meals and a cake baking competion. Not sure if there were any dance like your gran competition or best costume but there should have been. A few fireworks, random conversations, some strange dancing and generally, weird/friendly people entertained us until 3am. Glad I wasn't camping.
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This was no ordinary country field but an ex-Ministry of Defence site which stored nuclear weapons in bunkers and even had its own railway. Most of the happy campers were in full swing dancing under canvas as the weather had drastically changed. Marc was playing his trademark US Soulful House and a few of the ravers were in costume or face-painted. After Marc, the music/DJ quality went down for some of us so used the time to scout out the area and talk to a few people. A table-tennis tournament had been arranged by Trev which was held in the bunker. He even had his own clip-board titled 'Table Tennis (Ping Pong)' in case he forgot what the game was I suppose. The house was quite bare but had 2 showers, 2 cubicle toilets, 3 sinks and urinal in the same room plus the windows looked bomb-proof. The event even had its own schedule of events like a holiday camp and included regular meals and a cake baking competion. Not sure if there were any dance like your gran competition or best costume but there should have been. A few fireworks, random conversations, some strange dancing and generally, weird/friendly people entertained us until 3am. Glad I wasn't camping.
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