Haha,Richard! And I was racking my brains trying to remember what it was!
But seriously, I went to Rothbury a couple of years ago and we had to abandon the Saturday night session in the pub at the top of the village at 10pm, as some the punters were too drunk to stand up and we were afraid for our instruments. We set off for a quieter pub but the place was full of hordes of staggering drunks, so we headed for our tents. Which were seven miles away as there was no tent camping allowed anywhere near the village (so a friendly policeman had told us), and the festival provided none of its own. He implied the festival attracted roudy musicians but we formed the distinct impression that it was locals or near-locals that were the problem, not us.
Why would a youngster, or oldster for that matter, visit a festival for the w/e and have nowhere to have a good session on Saturday night and nowhere to stay the night?