I remember Prunella Gee, especially her eyelashes.

I remember Uncle Vic's Christmas club. I think I put in sixpence a week (that's 6d) and got loads of money back at the end of the year with which to buy presents.

I remember being quite chuffed at having no electrics in the caravan except 12v to power the water pumps and a couple of lights. Then five years ago when I was on site for a whole autumn season I succumbed and used a 240v hook-up, with which I could power lights, a heater and charge assorted phones, CD players and so on. By day two of this year's holiday we had three laptops in the caravan!

I remember hidden on the Tiffin stage up behind the tabs was a sign saying 'Cirencester Maternity Hospital'. I have no idea why.

I remember being disappointed by John Martyn's Road To Ruin album because he had a small jazz combo playing the extended improvisation at the end of the title track instead of his echoplex guitar, which I had seen him do live.