I remember turning up to the Rollright Stones in the summer of 89ā or was it 90ā?
There was a fair few folk turned up..hundreds all camped out in some farmers field.
..said farmer turns up wielding a shotgun on his tractor at six in the morning. Unfortunately our adventure was cut short as we were soon back on the road under escort..Oddly as Iām writing this three sirens have just blared past..