Earlier today I got back from Bloodstock. At the moment my washing machine is going on overdrive with muddy clothes. I have spent a considerable time in the bathroom, enjoying the delights of a flushing toilet and a lovely warm shower. Heaven... As I type this I am being constantly pestered by two small black cats who have obviously missed me. As nice as it is to go out and have fun, it is also good to be home.
Andrew,
sinmara and James at our campsite
Nicola and her very cool tent
Andrew in our tent right after we pitched it in the pouring rain...
Andrew demonstrating how difficult it is to put one's trousers on in a tent with a low ceiling
Me freezing my arse off that first night
TYR
sinmara fighting off the evil sun
What's this then?
Eluvietie
Eluvietie and their hurdy gurdy player
James thinks before the wheel of doom
Ben and his little bow
Us being corpses
Moonsorrow
:D:D:D
Alestorm
Music vibrates from Ben's crotch
Ben gets tickles
His smokes got injured
Since no good bands were playing
sinmara decided to tie him up for our amusement
Me in our tent
Andrew being passed out while Ben sorts out his ropes after
sinmara released him
Nightwish on the last night. I didn't watch the whole gig because I am not a huge fan anyway and I was freezing to death.