Aug 01, 2005 16:46
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I went back and I got the opportunity to have a glimpse of Wilkes. He was far too drunk to do anything other than occasionally grabbing pieces of melon, munching on them, and blindly spitting out the seeds in Lea's direction, before collapsing in his tent and remaining unconscious for the remainder of the evening.
That night, me, Dru, Bukem, ad Lea went to Steamer's bus. We all chatted about all sorts, including music and me (my two favourite subjects). Steamer played an Orbital Peel session CD of their last ever gig, it was fucking beautiful.
Friday morning when I woke up, I was eager to get started, but I didn't want to seem too attached and clingy to my new-found friends. "Have you met Will?", I heard Dru ask Wilkes. I then decided to get up.
We introduced ourselves, and Wilkes appeared not to be the hopeless drunk he appeared to be the day before. In fact he was the father of a 9 year old girl and he regularly volunteers for looking after mentally handicapped kids. "Right, I need to get some more drugs. I haven't got anything left", he soon said.
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