My old man got his van all sign written and drove down. Camped at some Rugby Club in Stockport dubbed 'Bear Camp'. It was clear even then there was a fair few roasters that had latched onto the trip for a day out tbh.
Spent most of the day at Piccadilly with a cargo. No proper portaloos so everyone was pishing against a wall at the side, all day. There was a big sheet of cladding on the deck that all the pish was running down. I remember a guy walked across it and went arse over tit. It was disgusting! Drenched in about 5000 different bears pish.
Manchester Council were a disgrace that day and what went down at Piccadilly with the screens was an utter scandal. Have they ever admitted there was no problem with the screens? Ended up catching it at the screen below the ferris wheel.
After we woke up the next day we threw all our sleeping bags cushions and duvets in the back of the van. I jumped in the back and lay on them all. Woke up just as we pulled up to my house.
Spent most of the day at Piccadilly with a cargo. No proper portaloos so everyone was pishing against a wall at the side, all day. There was a big sheet of cladding on the deck that all the pish was running down. I remember a guy walked across it and went arse over tit. It was disgusting! Drenched in about 5000 different bears pish.
Manchester Council were a disgrace that day and what went down at Piccadilly with the screens was an utter scandal. Have they ever admitted there was no problem with the screens? Ended up catching it at the screen below the ferris wheel.
After we woke up the next day we threw all our sleeping bags cushions and duvets in the back of the van. I jumped in the back and lay on them all. Woke up just as we pulled up to my house.