Brits are the best at being slightly mad. No other nation does it as well.
Definitely! Well, Glastobury is in Somerset. One of my German friends has a granddaughter who once went to the Festival. It was one of the muddy, horribly wet years. Apparently she returned and confirmed the family impression that the Brits are truly deranged: how can anyone enjoy themselves in such conditions? My mate Rolf says that he just smiled and said “Well as you know, I knew one of them very well when I was young, I don’t believe he will have become saner with age.” Danke, Rolf.
But at least the Brit in my link was doing it in SA: far away from any Brit PC do-gooders. Also far away from causing damage to any other Brit he might descend upon, but wildlife in the bush might get lucky….
When the Thought Police arrive at your door, think -
I'm out.