Dubversion on ket and free parties. I think I walked past that old Tile Warehouse on Sunday afternoon, on an unsuccessful mission to find the City Farm near Brick Lane. Nobody there, but lots of mess.

It’s easy to get conspiratorial about all this stuff – a drug that paralyses people and stops them dancing or communicating in any sensible fashion flooding the market in the same way that huge amounts of smack ended up in Brixton and Toxteth after the riots and in the London squat scene and the travellers convoys in the early 90s.