Festival Stories creates a festival memento, capturing the feel of being there through the voices of many different writers
A sketchy recording of sketchy proceedings. The dad of 6-foot triplets was the gentleman with the pencil through his nose. Forgot to squeeze in the dead squirrel puppeteer and Henry’s demons.
Wow! You look awesome. You feel amazing.
Everything pleases you; even when there’s nothing here you keep walking in search of the next moment. And the next.
That’s ecstasy for you – every stranger a man of wax, the muddy straw a sea of gold.
Wellies, exposed bellies, pop-up delis
small children pulled around in trollies
absence of brollies
stag-dos, hen-dos, unkempt hair-dos
litter pickers cleaning portaloos
wristbands and parking passes
free whisky shot
dancing for hours on the spot
late night movies, freshly blended smoothies
end of uni celebration
partial loss of circulation