Reading Festival. Catering was segregated today. I walked all the way across the site only to be denied due to the wrong ticket. Bummer! I did manage to get some desserts, cheesecake and tiramisu. The cheesecake was raisin and sub par but the tiramisu was worth all it’s richness and helped fuel my exodus through a mixed bag of drunkards on a gallons gallop.
Local sausages, under cooked corn on the cob (again, as they had it at Leeds by the backstage on a makeshift grill along with undercooked charspoiled chicken) and chicken kabobs were today’s make full.
For me, yesterday felt like hitting the rim trying to three point at the last second, but today’s game was a slam dunk similar to finally being able to fire a weapon in District 9. We wore the crowd out like newbie’s at boot camp. Exercised and entertained, our mission was successful.