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Crazycrone's Corner

Complaining, Crabbing,Caterwauling...

Drip, Drip...
Glub! Got caught in a sudden monsoon downpour at Clapham Juction, after a very pleasant breezy morning. Soaked to the skin...
Still thinking of Woodstock... One notable thing was that despite the cruel weather, the heaving hordes, and the fact that we were all damp, hungry, thirsty,  sleep-deprived and stoned to the gills, THERE WAS NO VIOLENCE, or indeed any interpersonal unpleasantness that I saw...That's just in the area I was in, of course, and allowing for unreliable memory. Still, can you imagine anything like that happening today?