I watched snippets of Glastonbury, it made me feel old, though not as old as The Rolling Stones (have never been a big fan but loved their wrinkled energy, Kenny Rogers too, he made me smile). I learned of new bands. I really liked: The xx, Stealing Sheep (gorgeous girls), Jake Bugg (gorgeous boy), Weekend Vampire and Laura Mvula. I thought back to the Loch Lomond Rock Festival, held in the old bear park - we had a bear park and a bear escaped one year. I remember seeing The Buzzcocks, and I brought home a boy called Michael - in my memory, he slept in the bath (I was fifteen), but I can't see my mother having allowed that.