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So, I'm happy because I went to a good and dear friend's excellent party over the weekend, in an old vicarage dating back to the early 18th Century. The weather was perfect and all night people were either outside or inside a beautiful geodesic dome made from wooden poles and a canvas cover, which acted as the main dance arena.
My friend is somewhat of a pyro expert, and he and his pyro-partner spent (literally) hundreds and hundreds of pounds paying for a close-up fireworks display and a bonfire, both of which they made themselves (although we had a whip round after to help pay for it all.)
We were a safe distance of fifteen feet or so from where the fireworks were electronically ignited, and towards the end when the (I kid you not) plastic-cannon fired gunpowder balls were launched hundreds of feet in the air above our heads, we could feel the boom through the earth beneath our feet. Awesome. I haven't felt such a boom since I saw the controlled demolition of a high-rise building over a decade ago. Plus, (and this was actually fun for all involved), after each firework ignited, we'd all get covered in a small shreds of spent casings (and the likes). I had to keep fishing cardboard out of my Mojito. Class. So that's why we have to stand so far back at organised fireworks displays, eh?
Even the bonfire was different. Seriously, these people know a lot about fire, and the way they built the bonfire meant that it seemed to evolve as more sections were burnt away (difficult to describe, but trust me: it was not a "normal" bonfire).
I also met sooooo many interesting people. People from all over the UK (and the world) who came just for the event. Many of them were academics, artists, and/or (apparently) top computer...erm....programmers. So all night I was learning cool new information and taking mental notes for stuff to read (etc) later. My think muscle loved it.
Unfortunately, however, I couldn't dance properly because of my Foot Drop and a lack of space to (potentially) fall over in the dome; but the music was great nonetheless. Indeed, to cap it all off there was even a special performance from most of The Orkestra del Sol. Honestly, they're fucking ace and they can whip a crowd into an orgasmic frenzy in minutes. (Shameless plug warning: buy their CD or hire them or something. You won't regret it.)
'Twas the best event I have been to in YEARS! Yaaaaaay for lovely and talented people! |
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