OPINION - The best things in life are free and never more so than in a great city like London

This spring, I wandered through my east London neighbourhood for some afternoon distraction. It was one of those days when work had started crushing against the brain and I needed some quick stimulus away from the desk. I saw a bunch of downcast sixth formers sitting cross-legged on the floor of the Rough Trade record store, heads bowed in solemnity. When I asked one, sporting very large trousers and lilac hair, what was going on, they mentioned a playback of the forthcoming Boygenius album. That figured.