However my friend Paulie aka The PSM gave me a shout and said we managed to get my bessie in. Paulie even came to meet us at the gate. However when he arrived I realised that he was supposed to be playing on stage in a matter of minutes. He was reluctant to remember the name of the stage he was playing on. After deciphering his waffle we worked out that his stage was on the other side of the site. In Hollywood meets Glastonbury fashion, I managed to hail down a buggy with an older Scottish female security guard behind the wheel. We explained, 'This man has to be on stage in 3 minutes! Pray help us!'. She paused for a moment, smiled and said 'Get in'. Best friend and I hopped on to the back, where there were no actual seats. Paulie sat in the front, as a talented musician should. Within seconds we were flailing around the back as our savior sped across the site to the stage. At one point where I really nearly fell out she cackled 'I'm not actually meant to do this, ha ha ha!' She was my favourite person ever. We arrived at the stage at the nick of time. It was like something out of an advert. Paulie jumped out of the buggy, grabbed his sticks and ran on stage.
This is my favourite song by the band. It doesn't feauture Paulie in the video, but after the story above, you'll appreciate him anyway.
