Awesome, Amazing, Astounding

I have just returned from Hawkfest 2007. You've all heard of Glastonbury (next week), but how many of you know Hawkfest? This is the third such (the last one was four years ago) - a rock festival hosted by the band Hawkwind.

Before the event, I looked at the band listing and was dismayed to discover that I only knew one of them - Hawkwind of course. But Hawkwind are gods and so I went. There were two stages; one in a barn, the other in a big tent. Look up www.hawkfest.co.uk for a band listing (if you're bothered). On Friday I discovered 'Mister Pink', 'Groovewierd' and 'Modal Logic'. I'm not a drinker normally, but I got very, very drunk. Met a delightful young lady called Julia, who is 5 foot nothing. We danced.

As I only live 10 mins from the Festival site, I slept at home - OK it's not quite in the festival spirit but as anyone who is in the UK knows, the weather hates rock festivals and some tents ended up in the middle of small lakes, so all in all, a good idea.

The buzz on Saturday was all about the Hawkwind set, due to play at 10pm. The day was spent traveling (not far) from tent to barn to tent to barn to watch a succession of new (to me) bands. Enjoyed 'Bruise' and the 'Dooberries', like 'Tits of Death' (yes, they really ARE called that), but not over fussy on the vocals. Good loooking band tho - all female and boy, can they rock.

Was lucky enough to meet up with Julia again so we shared the Hawkwind gig. It was the most awesome, amazing, astounding gig I've ever been to (and I've been to a few, including several of Hawkwind's). I was in heaven - the guys played all of my favourites - including those I've never heard live. Julia dances like a professional - you can see she feels the music. And the energy is amazing for one so small. It took us a long time to come down from that gig - about 3.30 am in fact before I could see clearly enough to get back to the house.

Sunday was an incredible day. Dave Brock (the front man for Hawkwind for 40 years) got married to Kris Tait, with all the festival guests invited. There was a masquerade ball in the big tent and everyone got a share of the wedding cake and champagne. It was a day-long party. Julia and I spent a chunk of Sunday getting pissed and ...er ....otherwise 'lubricated' with none other than Matthew Wright (UK TV chat host), who, it has to be admitted, had a whale of a time. Yes, we have the photo's, but not, unfortunately, the one we really wanted - the aforementioned mr Wright, seriously 'betronken', sitting in a puddle, unable to get up (Damn! That pic was worth thousands, lol).

Trad Jazz band at the wedding, the 'Whoopie Band' in the tent (amazingly funny jazz lot), 'Technicians of Spaceship Hawkwind' (with special guests) and, yes, another Hawkwing gig Sunday Night. Julia had been drinking gallons and vowed to dance on despite a killer of a headache, the threat of serious tummy trouble and possibly death until three tracks from the end when she announced it was time to lie down. I walked her across a field with the sound of the band in our ears. She perked up in the air and we sat by her tent to listen to the last of the music. After an hour or so, Julia said she was ready to go dancing some more but sadly, the night only echoed the silence. It was all over.

I was far too pie-eyed to get home that night and so I stayed with Julia. Well, Julia slept and I didn't. Her airbed is only one person wide, so I lay on the floor, one arm draped around the girl to keep her warm. And if you're dying to know......

Julia is one of the most beautiful women I've met. She has an amazing personality and I was hooked - and she turned down the aforementioned Mr Wright and spent the time with me - but no. She was drunk. I do not take advantage.

Whether I ever see Julia again (and I seriously hope I do) or not, the weekend of the 15th to the 18th June 2007 was one of the most amazing of my life - and I just had to share it with you.