the setting

There was music blaring from the general area of the stage as this bloke was moving the dust about, presumably in preparation for the return of the manky blue folding chairs, perhaps for some sort of half-term related activity. It could just have been music to keep him amused as he swept, despite the relative inefficiency of playing music at a volume audible for half a mile around when a pair of headphones would have sufficed. Hopefully it was the latter as it'll otherwise turn the gardens into an area to be avoided for the next week if there's a risk of being forced to hear loud things when wandering around them. I wouldn't mind if it's just time for the chairs to reappear as they add a bit of life to the otherwise slightly uninteresting lightly-terraced slope facing the stage.