My grandad did. So did most of my uncles. Nowadays, they’re far more commonplace but most of us aged between 40 and 60 remain unadorned. We’re the wrong generation for tattoos. And we’re the wrong generation for festivals. We associate them with old hippies or young hipsters so we won’t be going to “Glasto”. We were probably the last generation to see big names at small venues. U2 at the Hammersmith Palais, Roxy Music at the Hammersmith Odeon, The Who at the Kilburn State and the following night, The Sex Pistols at Brunel University. We can’t think of anything worse than watching a band in a field with half a million people. We know the world is different now, but we still think tattoos are for old men or hooligans. And we still think festivals sound like this.
I don’t have any tattoos.

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