Reading festival in 1977. ****ed people waving flags and lying in pools of barf. Stoned people communing with god. Hari Krishna food tent, free food in exchange for a spiritual lecture. Also the first curry I ever had come to think of it. The Rizla man, the drug squad dressed as hippies with very very short hair, paranoia, freezing bloody cold all night, more paranoia. Long journey home. I remember a load of Welsh people seemed very interested in waving Welsh flags for no obvious reason and then they fell over and were sick on them. They obviously smoked/drank/took something which didn't do what it said on the box.
Strange.
There may have been music as well. Robin Trower came on at Sunset (who remembers him).