First off, Wilson Headstone spills his guts on the Racehorse punk rock all-dayer:

The Great Jane Goes-Shopping having set out to recreate the Spirit of '77 with a punk rock knees-up, the Jubilee was well and truly stuffed in Northampton NN1. The sun shone and we enjoyed looted champagne and a great deal of herb. There was a Union Jack with a dirty word on it and a big bloke with a load of punk records and a smoke machine, whose entire family were through the doors on the stroke of three o'clock. P-Hex graced us with Tarantino Funk and a truly, authentically incompetent God Save The Queen; some band with inflammable dreadlocks and jungle elephants made a punky ska sort of row; UK Waste are just unbelievable altogether - what are they playing at, eh? What's it all about? - Screwface did Full Metal Jackoff by the Dead Kennedys and Wilson did Police and Thieves.

After the raffle we played God's Green Earth and told entire swathes of British society to go and feck themselfs with a stick at night, entirely careless of the possible consequences. People were weeping in the aisles. Several floppy-haired types from villages were trapped in the alley where Peter Wyngarde was arrested for cottaging and triumphantly torched by the inflamed republican mob. A nice family day out alltogether, concluding in a blaze of Raki, reggae and barely suppressed ultraviolence at Shakespeare Villas. Marvellous!

Max Eider writes from our capital city, London: