Naturally you can hear them coming a small bit off. I would gaze down on them and think "drugs".

I used to get much free food off them at Glastonbury you know. You may have to chant for a while or if you were lucky play a 'bongo' but you would ultimately received sustenance.

Then later that evening you could **** through the eye of a needle, sometimes the unstoppable calling happening at the most inappropriate times and in the most inappropriate crowds.

Festivals. Don’t be fooled by what people tell you.