Bristol Balloon Festival

More scallies in B'minster than normal? It must be the Bristow Balloo Iester as they say it round here. This is how it works;

1. Select the weekend most likely to be windy in August.
2. Try to launch several hundered balloons all at once.
3. Fail.
4. Repeat Steps 2 & 3.
5. Get EVERYBODY who happens to be in the southwest of England to go to Ashton Court to watch some demonstrations by the local fire-brigade on how to deal with a chip pan fire.
6. Then show them a piss-poor demonstration of 'stunt' motorcylcing.
7. Once you have the slightly edgey concoction of the elderly middle class, a large amount of hungry and dangerous looking underage drunks and a liberal sprinkling of Bristol types who enjoy the herb, add a pinch of gold plate and you're ready for a night glow. The results of which you see here.

Apologies to any fans of TGP who may fear seeing him in a shell suit with the hood up. I know it looks like he'll pick up an instrument and start knocking out the first few tentative notes of 'Duelling Banjos' by Flat & Scruggs at any minute, but I assure you there is nothing to worry about. It is still 'The World Renowned British Actor, David Payne' (as it says on his business card) or 'The Great Payne' as we call him (TGP for short).













Other than the admittedly stunning spectacle of the massed balloons flashing on and off, it was cracking on the walk home with Momma P, TGP and the lovely Rolfy as the sticks and empty carcasses from the fireworks display fell all around us.

Health & Safety? Sling they hook! Thisur The West Counry and we plan im while em are stoned and out of ur tree on scrumpy. Few spaaaarks never did um any arm, did um?