ERm..... OK, most of the English speaking world knows this story already.....

Whilst at a certain folk festival in 1990, a certain blind friend of ours got sick (he says dodgy noodles, I say beer) and was attempting to do it outside his tent. As his was next to mine, I was concerned that he didn't do it on the fly sheet or anywhere that would be awkward for others. So I got out of my tent to see if I could help. It was a very hot night, and he's blind so I figured, what the heck.... Another friend also appeared out of her tent, woken by the noise, to assist. Whilst holding our unsighted friend up, with but one pair of knickers between us, what happens but an official beam of torch light, and two constables patrolling coming to find out what the noise was.....

'Oh it's alright officer, our friend here is not very well'.

(slightly muffled) 'OK, just wanted to make sure everything was OK...'

I hear that even 11 years on, there are still more volunteers for the night shift than any other shift of the weekend......

LTS