Rhythms of the World 2011

Another summer and another RotW. As a change from previous years, John and I were asked by Gill to go and work on the gate, taking tickets and attaching wristbands. The pace was different, more frantic and static at the same time, sort of mechanical. At six o'clock, the heavens opened and it lashed it down for half an hour, clearing away the crowds, so much so that I decided to go back to litter picking for about an hour. After our shift ended, we went for a walk to get our free meal and saw the Selector, for the first time in I don't know when.