Friday 8 April 2011
We made an early trip to Lefkas town for cheap beers, a large bin and some ice-cubes, and by lunchtime were back on the land just ahead of the first helpers.
Rob, looking happy on his birthday, and Sue, enthusiastically entering into the spirit of the thing.
I got the sewing machine out and turned a pair of Dave's old jeans into 1960s style 'loons'.
Dave and Rob taking a moment to check out the sound system - looks like they're happy with it.
Dave tried on the loons - look at those flares.
A couple of sheets and some spray paint - and I'd made fancy dress for the camper truck, a vast improvement on the red, white and blue stripes and germanic stickers lurking underneath. Rob was very pleased - the largest birthday card ever!
Then I revealed my outfit! Like the flowery jeans? They'll be a hoot in the boatyard on Monday! The wig is sewn into the denim hat - at last, flowing blonde curls, an excuse to go ditsy ... (yeah, okay, already ditsy, I know!)
The ground crew take a break and test the beer bin.
Mad Robbie brought face paints, so I kept going with the flower motif. Soon everyone wanted one.
More arrivals, tent city starts to take shape.
The stage is set ...
Sue and I - having a jolly moment
Dave 'Hendrix' Hodge in full regalia: tie-dyed shirt, wig, bandana, loons and an eye-pencil moustache.
Vicky and Dave turn up with placards: 'End animal testing - they only get the answers wrong'; and 'They are watching us - wear tin foil hats' - which explains Dave's strange headgear
Below: Mad Robbie set a few flares, no casualties except my washing up bowl which gained a large hole
Later that night, Rob received the most unlikely birthday gift - a live chicken. Helen had decided to deliver the livestock at Bobstock!
At least it didn't get it's head bitten off - the usual fate of live chickens at rock gigs.
Dancing through the night
Surprisingly, sometime during the evening Dave metamorphosed from Jimi Hendrix into Douglas Fairbanks Jnr - weird!
Then we wrapped up the night with a little camp fire and some acoustic tunes.
We made an early trip to Lefkas town for cheap beers, a large bin and some ice-cubes, and by lunchtime were back on the land just ahead of the first helpers.Rob, looking happy on his birthday, and Sue, enthusiastically entering into the spirit of the thing.
Below: Mad Robbie set a few flares, no casualties except my washing up bowl which gained a large hole
At least it didn't get it's head bitten off - the usual fate of live chickens at rock gigs.
Looks a very fun night!!!
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