Me and a friend hitch-hiked to the awesome 'White Goddess' free festival on Bodmin moor. Whilst walking along a moorland road on the way I found 22 really large magic mushrooms on a cow pat. I picked them really carefully to minimize the amount of cow shit on the shrooms. I stuffed them into a peanut butter sandwich that I had and ate the sandwich. It felt like a had done 100 shrooms shortly afterwards. Lots of traveller vehicles were going in the wrong way with the occupants looking really pissed off. We should have twigged that something was up. We got a lift in a very expensive jaguar for the last couple of mile to the festival. We arrived and the police outnumbered hippies by about twenty to one, they were fucking everywhere. We antagonised the police for a little while. We were faced with arrest unless we signed a piece of paper promising that we wouldn't return to the site within the next seven days. It was fucking dark on Bodmin moor with no transport and no festival. Me and my friend walked as far as we could until we felt too cold. We went into some woodland, lit a fire and smoked hashish and drank whiskey until daybreak. On the way home my friend was in a really bad mood. I wanted to rest but he stormed off wanting to get home. I fell asleep in the hedge and a concerned motorist woke me up and gave me a lift home. I got back thinking that some people can still act as good samaritans; that the White Goddess used to be an amazing festival and that the police are cunts.