One of these days I'll learn when to hit "tab" and when to hit "enter." But it'll probably be too late to do me any good.

Anyway.

Celtic Soul said: However, as an old fart now, I see the inherent selfishness that was in my younger days thinking. The idea that my fun should not be inhibited by someone elses need for quiet is just that...selfish.

I am also an old fart now, and, as a general proposition, I agree completely. But I think a festival is a special case. People come there to play and sing. To turn around and tell them they can't play and sing doesn't make any sense.

Old Songs does it well, with designated "quiet" and "noisy" areas. My trouble is, we camp in the noisy area, but I can't sleep in the morning, once the sun hits the tent fabric. So I crawl out, with a whole new set of aches from sleeping on the ground, a full bladder, and desperate for coffee...and so I groan loudly. And everyone who's trying to sleep in is mad at me. What can you do?

One thing I do agree with. Drummers should be killed. If that's considered too extreme, then compromise and slash the drumheads. They make it impossible for anyone else on the grounds to hear themselves play any other instrument, or sing.

Peter.