I was opening a tin of pilchards in tomato sauce in the middle of the stone circle at Glastonbury in 1994, about 4:18am on the Saturday morning. I felt my sanity slipping out of my left ear. If you find my mind, please return it (it's plankton-shaped and smells of ladders).

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