A Hero for High Times by Ian Marchant

Author:Ian Marchant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House

Imagine what else future archaeologists might dig up (or naturalists; even at twelve, Richard’s notebook was so meticulous that he could not just summon up the memory, but the date and the measurements). What the Bugman had found as a twelve-year-old boy was the evidence of the Foulk brothers’ mistake in locating the festival in this beautiful place; it was, as Richard’s dad pointed out, a natural amphitheatre. The sound system is great; you can sit up on the hill and hear perfectly well without buying a ticket.

The sun is shining in a cloudless sky. You are in for a treat, so far as music goes: The Who, Joni Mitchell, Sly and the Family Stone, The Doors, Miles Davis and, most famously Jimi Hendrix’s last UK performance. You will, however, be going hungry, unless you thought to bring your own food. By Sunday, there will be no food to be had, other than some hot-dog buns. Six hundred thousand very stoned people with the munchies make for a weird trip, man. Back to Bob at the gate.

‘We had no intention of stopping at all, but we saw that no way could we get through the gate, the vehicle was too wide, and probably too high as well. All the security was demanding papers and everything, of which we have none, we have no papers allowing us on site.’

‘Your excuse was sort of to do with Donovan?’

‘Yeah, Donovan had contracted Taffy to take his showman’s wagon from the Isle of Skye to the Isle of Wight, purely so he could pose around in it.’

‘And with Taffy to do it, which strikes me as a huge mistake.’

‘Very much so. Anyway, there we are at the gate, we can’t get in, and the security guys think we’ve stopped. And Taffy’s certainly bolstering their assumption. I jump out, say to Candy who’s in the Land Rover, “Pull through the gate,” because I know there’s a chain in the back of the Land Rover. I hooked the chain on to one side of the gate, and when it was hooked on I said, “OK, Candy, go” – and he went, he was into it. He went with enthusiasm, pulled out the gatepost and several metres of the fucking fencing, leaving astonished guards, astonished that we’d just ignored them. And we were in.

‘There was virtually nothing in the backstage area at this time, we were there early, so we took the plum positions and set up. After a while the Foulk brothers came by and said, “Who are you, what are you doing here? We’re not happy about it,” and Taffy just waved his wand on them. I don’t know what he said or did, but he was amazing. Anyway, so we were there. Then more people came and joined us: Pete Mustill, Dirty Al, my brother Sandy, and maybe Dennis Rolfe did too, because that was our little sort of motorcycle gang, and they’d come down on motorbikes. And they were mentioning they were having

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