Back to basics...or something I've not done for a long time...umpteen hours stood up, footsore, hungry, the ultimate mind over bladder experience, yup, an open-air festival. Clapham Common this August, headliner - the balladeer, Iggy Pop.

The health benefit of open air festivals is that sound has nothing to bounce off, no walls or ceiling to reflect a yammering solo or a throbbing reverb back into my tinnitus riddled eardrums. Rock 'n' Roll the new Aspirin?

I'll be there with my aged buddies...but not at the front, somewhere nice instead with seats and a pleasant young lady asking if I'd like my glass of Sancerre topping up. There's got to be a gentlefolks enclosure surely...