It was an unmitigated disaster for obvious reasons. Sadly the presence of my loved ones did little to tone down my enthusiasm to visit planet Pissedasafart, and the consequences were far reaching.
Yes. I apppear to remember this being the year you pulled the now famous; "I've lost my keys (and mind), myself and family are locked-out of the car (having not yet pitched tents etc.) and we're now stranded in a field of madness in the middle of French countryside, and I'm too bolloxed to give a flying f**k. Give me another 33 dumpy!"
Lesson: Never arrive a day after everyone else (in the evening to boot) and try to "catch-up" on everyone elses' blood alcohol levels.
I think the Diablo year (and smash-fest) was 91 wasn't it?