Patrick Galbraith has a night to remember.
In late August, I ended up at a large illegal rave in the Brecon Beacons. It was business rather than pleasure — research for my forthcoming book on land access. I had a brilliant time. The new-age travellers were lovely, the location (or the ‘loco’, as they called it) was impressive and it was clear that a lot of effort had gone into building the sound systems.
On the way home, I hit a large police road block. Police in…
