Am I too old for music festivals now?
Three awkward conversations with three strangers about my age at Laneway.
It started at the front gate.
“Can I see some ID please?” said the security guard.
I pulled out my driver’s licence and handed it over.
“That’s the oldest one you’re going to see today,” I told him.
He laughed.
I looked to his left.
The security guard next to him was stifling his own giggles behind his hand.
“I wasn’t going to say anything,” he said, “but n…
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