Yep. I was there. I was only 17 and had to beg my parents. I went with a school friend and my parents came on the ferry with us and took us to the b&b they had booked for us. My friend and I, I am afraid, did not actually stay there. We slept in the open with the 1000s of others. I remember Hendrix at 2 am, 10 years after, Emerson, Lake and Palmer, The Doors, Joni Mitchell, Richie Havens. Tiny Tim. What an a**e. I was not persuaded to stand and applaud him. I used to have the programme and tickets. I lent them to someone and they disappeared for ever. The day after I arrived home, I started as a Management Trainee at John Lewis