You lucky, lucky people.

[Trionix]

Rejoice rejoice, one and all, for I have some time to kill between now and mid-January, and guess what you lucky little bunch? I want to spend it with you.

Sound the trumpets and shout hello, for stupid-boy's most beautiful son has returned.

[Garrett]

Heh, guess all that never coming back stuff WAS bullshit.

Welcome back.

[knox]

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Garrett @ Nov 22 2007, 10:33 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}></div>

Heh, guess all that never coming back stuff WAS bullshit.[/b]

Every time I&#39;ve ever thought a place important enough to merit letting people know that I was "never coming back", I&#39;ve returned, both online and in real life.

[TheMadCatter]

hah, not even a week ago I think someone brought up the fact that they were surprised you hadnt came back yet

[Greaser]

Welcome back

[Isaku]

(no ego)?

[Satisfied]

So update....... what have you been doing???

[Jet]

i really thought you weren&#39;t coming back! cool to have you back.

[Archer]

Glad I didn&#39;t wager on this. I was expecting it to be less than a month.

[sprankified]

hello!

[Speed]

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Satisfied @ Nov 22 2007, 03:25 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}></div>

So update....... what have you been doing???[/b]

Probably smoking alot of pot and not being a productive member of society.

I guess that the rest of S-B knows now what most of us knew, that Trionix has no integrity.

[Esternogligen]

Sup.

[Trionix]

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Archer @ Nov 23 2007, 01:32 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}></div>

Glad I didn&#39;t wager on this. I was expecting it to be less than a month.[/b]

If I were you, I&#39;d have thought the same.

Thanks for asking Satisfied.

- On my first day back on Kayam, I had my guitar smashed, and my weed, sleeping bag, mp3 player, digital camera and socks stolen, and my tent set on fire by someone trying to start a camp fire with a can of petrol.

- Took down the acoustic tent at Glastonbury, and got two new tents for free.

- Travelled to the very top tip of Scotland, and set up a six-pole on the Isle of Lewis, for the Hebridean Celtic Music Festival.

- Travelled down to Oxford, to embark on ten days of tent washing at an airfield. That&#39;s where you unroll the massive pieces of plastic, cover them with soap, and then scrub them with brooms, and roll the plastic back up. It sucks, it really, really does.

- Swam in the water tanker that provided the water for tent washing.

- Witnessed someone pour petrol into the soap bottle, and proceed to spray it all over the tent plastic, as I stood and smoked a cigarette on top of said plastic.

- Travelled to Shepton Mallett to set up a six-pole for Soul Survivor, a shockingly manipulative and exploitive Christian gig.

- Participated in Christian speed dating at the New Wine Christian Festival, which was going on in the field next to Soul Survivor. Found myself drunk and in the over 30&#39;s section, chatting to some milf about Hezbollah. One of the Kayam guys got thrown out of the place for &#39;indecent&#39; behavior with the girl he&#39;d been chatting to.

- Was selected to join a fairly well respected crew, to set up the tent at v2007 in Stafford.

- Stood on the stage to watch Iggy and the Stooges and Ocean Colour Scene. Nearly creamed myself at Primal Scream.

- Was mistaken for some guy from the Gillemots, whoever they are, by a group of fairly attractive girls. Played along until I got bored.

- Saw Sinead O&#39;Connor playing air hockey in the artists bar.

- After the festival finished, we found 768 cans of beer and cider around the festival site. They were loaded onto a pallet, forklifted onto the trailer, and sent to Oxford for the crew party.

- Travelled back to Shepton Mallet to take down Soul Survivor.

- Travelled to Kilkee, for the surfing festival.

- Jumped off a cliff.

- Attached caps for the first time (the big blue pieces of plastic that go around the top of the king poles.) Nearly shat myself.

- Was mistaken for someone from the pop boy band Blue.

- Was mistaken for Johnny Depp. I shit you not.

- Had the best meal ever in the festival organiser&#39;s brother&#39;s restaurant, free booze, and we could smoke weed in the restaurant itself. I had prawns, mussels and crab claws for a starter, and thai prawn curry for the main.

- Headed back through Dublin, to discover the Irish President has disallowed a festival from happening so close to her house in Phoenix Park, and also to discover that the new site selected isn&#39;t big enough for our tent.

- Got back to Dorchester for a couple of days, to discover nothing has changed.

- Went down to stay with a mate in Cornwall for a couple of days, saw an awesome theatre carved into a cliff-face by an old woman.

- Headed back to Oxford to catch a plane to Spain.

- Drank far too much in Spain, set up two twelve pole tents alongside each other for Monegros 2. Went to this awesome, gorgeous, warm lake the day after a heavy night out, jumped off rocks and drank beer while floating around.

- Had to leave Asian Dub Foundation literally halfway through their set in order to get a taxi, then a train, then a plane over to Dublin.

- Set up a twelve-pole in Phoenix Park.

- Flew back to Spain to take the two tents down. Went to an awesome club called Florida, took many drugs and felt very fucking wrong the next day.

- Took a 20 hour ferry back from Spain to Plymouth, surrounded by ugly mouthy British Daily Mail readers.

- Chilled at home for a week.

- Flew back to Dublin, and saw Manu Chao and Enrique Inglesias(!) before taking the tent down. Had an awesome night out at a club called Traffic.

- Got the ferry back to England and drove to Oxford, where we stayed in a hostel overnight, and went out to a club called the Cellar, which played lots of awesome drum and bass, and was full of fit &#39;rar rar&#39; Oxford girls.

- Came home.

So yeah. That&#39;s been my life from June until November.

[Like2spray]

Gawd doode, that rocks! Glad to see you back, man!

[Garrett]

In Shepton and never even visited me.

Dick :P