Some where near Burrow Bridge 1991/1992

Got our copy of a photocopied map from the Rifes' and head out in two cars, mine of course, and John's. We drove down loads of little lanes trying to find the place, and eventually we did. It was near Burrow Bridge, Stoke St Gregory maybe, it was on private land on the left. The party had been organised by spme Glastonbury lads and had been blagging John and Steve all day for their lights, which, for a small token, Steve brought along his projector, and I brought along my slide projector. It was held in someone's field, we turned left and went up their drive, past a painted car, a mini I think in zebra strips? with some writing on the side about the party. We drove into their field along the track, there was a fence where we turned right, drove along till we came to the back of the small party, reversed up to another fence and parked. Walked parallel to the fence, onto the track and into the actual field where the party was being held. There were two fence separated by what looked like a mine field, being totally wasted I was semi convinced it was and went about telling others. Walked around the fence and into the field, again walking parallel to the fences. The rave took place in this cramped and rather small old army tent. Two stacks of speakers either side of the decks, in front of the decks was a small wire fence that was guarded, no one could walk over it. Steve set up his lights, and I put my projector on the decks table, so I was allowed to go behind the wire fence. Don't remember what we took that night, but I think it was half of the clear cap I didn't do at Perception the week or so before. The projector was left on all night and subsequently it melted the slides and their holder. Mark was there and that is one of the earliest times I can remember that he started going odd. The music was very garage and fluffy, not really our style. Loads of people there though, a warm'ish night, sitting down next to a fire I think, and that's where I got speaking to John Herbert about things. I will always remember what he said, and it's one of the reasons I stopped doing drugs. He said "can you still enjoy yourself without taking drugs." It made me sit back and think for a bit. Simple comment raelly, common sense.

I remember we somehow got talking to these guys who had parked their car along the back hedge. That was all very weird, can't remember much about it. In the early morning we drove the cars right around to the back of the tent and flashed our lights at it. The party finished early, about eight in the morning. The generator was turned off, then this stoned hippy person tried getting it going again thinking that it had stopped on it's own. An argument entailed. Got out of the field O.K. but turned left instead of right which was the way we came. Driving down the road there were several police cars. There were party cars parked along the road as well. Always liked to get to the party early. That's about it for that party. We got tons of flyers handed out, one was a yellow one advertising Gold diggers I think, it's been roached anyhow. As did one of my favourite flyers, John. I think the Kinder Egg faze started that weekend. Also at the party was a hot-dog fast food van!

(multimap) It was near Burrow Bridge, Stoke St Gregory maybe