i got drunk and was driven out to a yellowcraigs beach party. I only went to a few of these but i stopped taking drugs and split off from that group of friends, last september though i got really stoned and went out to a ped skum quarry party an it was legendary. sundays i always go for a sunday social in at my mate sarahs just sitting getting stoned.

first got interested in “acid house music” in 1987 onwards, but I was only 14 then and parents were strict about going out (the “pubs, clubs and ministry of sound” sketch in the BBC’s Asian comedy “Goodness Gracious Me” is spot on in that respect!)

was going to local clubs by age 16 or so but there weren’t many substances about in those days and they were way expensive…

didn’t start raving proper until my first years at Uni in 1990/1 – took my first pill around then, there were a good few dealing networks at Uni as people sold them to fund their courses and the cops didn’t stick their snouts in on uni campuses like they do nowadays…

first started going to licensed events in London… in 1991/2 I got some hassle from Uni for proper rinsing their computer networks (I was using the Internet when it was still restricted to the academics which proper pissed them off I tell you…) – left and just get a normal job..

got back to Reading and the rave scene was just kicking off, there was licensed events every weekend and a few good outdoor free parties. Even then I always preferred the free parties as they were cheaper (pills were £15 then BTW but probably had more MDMA in them, but you had to watch out for duds because of the high price…)

that lasted until the end of 1992/3 when a combination of dealers fighting each other at events and subsequenct police action fucked up the commercial party scene and led to TVP’s first zero tolerance policy which worked for about a year or so then the parties started up again.

Been partying in some form or another (with a couple of breaks before it gets too much) ever since…

funny people mention fishing though, as loads of my friends in the early 90s used to go fishing..

As for Sundays usually still partying in the morning/afternoon.., may go to a friends house for afternoon/evening or just get an early night (I work during the week at a job where I have to use my brain and of sleep isn’t good!)

Like GL I also got into acid house about 87 or 88 when I started hearing about parties. My first though was the Saddam Insane party in an empty Oxford warehouse on the Botley road in 1990 or 1991 (I think). It was the night Bush senior declared war officially on Saddam the first time and we all thought we were going to die (well I did anyway). The idea for the party came from all the Saddam Hussain acid doing the rounds… :zip:

I grew up in deepest darkest Cornwall, near to a navel base where all the matlows were from Manchester and Nottingham etc. They basically introduced me to the joys of rave music through tapes of Carl Cox at the Eclipse etc. I was about 14 or 15.

They then started taking me to an all night club called The Shire Horse, which was Phase 1. The carpark was one of the the meet point(s) for the Phase 2 (we didn’t really call them rave or party, it was Phase 2).

There were only 2 rigs in Cornwall then (covering a large area – it takes 2-3 hours to drive the length of Cornwall, say Lands End to Plymouth) they were called Wetback and Looney Tunes, each rig did alternate nights at the Shire, then doing the Phase 2 after. I wasn’t into the Wetback nights, but I loved Looney Tunes.

The rest is history really, moved to the Thames Valley when I was 17 and have partied the country!! Have crewed with several rigs over the years, but choose to be a punter these days!