Back in the early nineties l was having the time of my life. Me and a group of about twenty others would regularly travel in a convoy of cars to raves and free parties throughout the country.
It's easy to sneer at rave nowadays but at the time it really was a big deal. There is nothing quite like dancing in a field with a thousand other people during sunrise.
Looking back there were things that you can laugh about- the gurning, the big dayglo 'E' badge l had on my bandana (very tastefull), sniffing vicks inhalers, tiger balm.
l used to go to parties held by a group of travellers called Spiral Tribe. Every weekend the venue would change. We'd set off Friday evening and come home late Sunday morning. Somehow l managed to hold down a regular job but it wasn't easy.
l saw in one of the Sunday papers a few weeks ago that kids today are still raving. It tends to happen nowadays in forests rather than fields but the spirit is still the same.

