For those of you of a certain age or based somewhere with a time difference that wasn't suitable and had gone to bed, if you missed the legend Paul McCartney at Glastonbury last night, you missed one hellava performance.
An 80 year old genius who was on stage continuously for almost 3 hours with a magnificent band, two legends of rock guests and a crowd of about 200,000 absolutely captivated by the headline act.
This bloke was brilliant and it is so far the only time I have ever wished I was living under a tent for a few days since I was in my teens, instead of watching the gig sat at home.
The best I could do was turn the telly up and make do without the 'real' atmosphere.
When it finished just short of 1.30am this morning (on TV - 1 hour behind), I went to bed and got up this morning at 8am, still re-running that performance in my mind.
If that is how to be at 80, no meat eaten but fond of a spliff, there is the example to us all !!