As a punishment for failing this week's Bear Hug task (www.juicebrighton.com/bearhug), Guy was particularly evil this morning...
To cheer up all the Brightonians who can't make it to Glastonbury, I had to start up a one-man festival - armed with a ridiculously large and complex tent and a ghettoblaster with no batteries.
After being moved on from Hove Lawns, I set up on the beach, in the wind and the rain. Despite my attempts to get a fisherman, a jogger and one particularly scary old lady with a dog to join the festival, no-one was interested.
I am proud, though, of my attempts to set up the tent. Considering the adverse weather conditions... I think I did rather well!
