I've only just noticed this post.... very funny you fuckers!!!
Out to Skream, the girls dancing in the corner of the room wearing hats was definitely up there.
Bloc Weekender 2007..... Nomad and I go to the canteen after my set, I'm still wearing the pontins tracksuit I found backstage and wore during my set. Security marched me backstage and confiscated the uniform saying I was causing problems for security by wearing staff uniform.... We go back to the canteen, starving so bad as neither me or nomad have eaten all day and it's getting on for 5:30pm.......
........nomad is in a bad way, we've ordered our food and we're sat waiting for it. He keeps moaning about hunger pains. Being lean this adds a bit of laughter in the mix, so we're laughing about how long its been since we ate last. It's about this time that Nomad spots an unattended chicken curry on the table next to us which looks pretty much untouched apart from a few nibbles around the edge of the rice.
Nomad looks at me and without saying anything I already read his mind.... I know what he's thinking, but before I can let this be known he comes out with it, straight, ghetto...
"bruv...... is somebody sat there???....... is that somebody's chicken curry or have they left it???"
I try to talk him out of it but when it comes to free food nomad don't ramp.... he's in there quicker than gary glitter in the ball pool at mcdonalds.
So he's eating away at this unattended curry.... whilst crying laughing at the situation at the same time i occasionally pretend that somebody is walking towards the table out of his line of view, making him worried he's eating somebody's food as they've just popped to the toilets..... the situation peaks and we're laughing so hard that no noise is coming out anymore, we're just shaking, holding our stomachs and crying. This is all happening in front of a Radio One camera crew and about 20 Bloc revellers.
We calm down.... Alex from Bloc comes over and tells us we got some accomodation sorted and gives us a key to the room.... we start walking.... 5, 10, 15, 20 minutes!!!! this chalet is so far away from the main centre its almost in another town!! but given the circumstances we still find this funny.... but not as funny as what happens next......
We enter our new accomodation.. it looks like nobody's been inside it for a few years, it's damp and it's cold. we're laughing.... i walk into the bathroom - some DUTTY blue bath from the 50's complete with live spider... we're crying again........ we finally calm down after a couple of mins, fill up the kettle and sit down in front of the telly.......
...... were finally silent. we've calmed down......
............. 10 seconds pass
..... The television, kettle, lights and every source of electricity and heat in our chalet just cuts out right on cue.
it took us about 10 minutes to pick ourselves off the ground before calling the promoters to find out we needed to walk to the front gate to purchase an electricity token.
Without doubt the funniest 45 mins of my entire life. My stomach hurt the next day when i woke up.
Looking forward to bloc this year!!