I wasn't there I was born in 1988, I can't speak from experience, but I do believe there was a certain difference in the culture.
But I also think about my own experiences. I've done the classic Sunday morning rough shift after a night touring clubs and afterparties and it's fine if you can get away with it. But I've seen and heard many people not.
I grew up in a council estate and lived in a town just far away enough from any major city that the cost of taxis etc was prohibitively expensive from me enjoying nightlife and culture the way I wanted - I could see it was there to be explored but even with a student loan I didn't have the money for tickets, taxis and substances every weekend.
I was looking after my younger brother in my late teens and early 20s. I was making sure he was fed, both in terms of logistics and in terms of money, and if I hadn't been working and dealing with stuff then we would have been fucked.
As a gay man, there are certain environments I just don't risk, I don't know how comfortable I would have felt arriving at a woodlands site alone in the late 80s and early 90s. Call me a snowflake if you like but it's me who still has to self-police their effette mannerisms when walking home alone.
However much I wanted it to be, it simply wasn't a world that was available to me, and it doesn't take a great stretch of imagination to think that there were plenty of people in the country who felt unable to participate - people bound by their lack of privilege and opportunity to participate.
I don't think it takes away from the magic that people experienced at that time to say that... maybe it wasn't completely the egalitarian utopia it gets portrayed as. Do you ever notice there's never any women on these documentaries about the second summer of love?