It's just after 11pm on Saturday and the first day of Parklife is coming to an end. Outside The Woodthorpe pub on Bury Old Road a lad in John Lennon glasses and shorts approaches a copper.
"You want to walk to Salford?," the officer asks. "It’s quite a long way," he adds with typical Mancunian understatement.
The mad scramble to get home after Parklife is almost as much as much of a tradition as the bucket hats and bikini tops favoured by festival-goers. And this year is no different.
