Just sit and people watch. Many of the the youngsters and oldies dress in tie dyed tea shirts, sport pony tails ( men) demonstrate a very odd dress sense including kaftans and crushed velvet trousers or just sit on the pavement and strum guitars. A strong smell of "weed" pervades the air. For half a mo you think you are back at the Isle of Wight pop and rock festival circa 1971 - but no you are in Nelson!!
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