Überraschungen
I had a weekend full of surprises, including a several-hours-long neighbourhood-wide power cut soon after I started to DJ (I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to Friday 13). Possibly one of the locals objected to early PIL or Cansei de Ser Sexy and took drastic action. I also met an Israeli man who talked exactly like Graham Norton and reckoned he knew Hilary Clinton, and suddenly started biting one of my friends.
Later, I decided to wash one of my airbeds in preparation for some upcoming visits, since it was starting to look a bit woebegone after accompanying me on several festival trips. Unfortunately I omitted to put the little plug in the hole before immersing it in my bathtub, so I have created a strange kind of water bed which seems unwilling to give up its inner contents, no matter how hard I shake it.
NB at Pukkelpop I saw someone with a Luftbett which when deflated resembled nothing so much as an empty bin bag – with a similar weight. My mission before next summer is to find and own one.
Later, I decided to wash one of my airbeds in preparation for some upcoming visits, since it was starting to look a bit woebegone after accompanying me on several festival trips. Unfortunately I omitted to put the little plug in the hole before immersing it in my bathtub, so I have created a strange kind of water bed which seems unwilling to give up its inner contents, no matter how hard I shake it.
NB at Pukkelpop I saw someone with a Luftbett which when deflated resembled nothing so much as an empty bin bag – with a similar weight. My mission before next summer is to find and own one.
posted by Roisin at 12:04 pm
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