In the garden of Wim Dejongh (84) in Rotselaar it is pleasantly quiet after all the fuss. The high tent of Rock Werchter is still there, but the works have been halted for the time being. This ex-teacher won’t let up. “Yet I am not a saw event. Young people having fun, that is the nicest thing there is. But I have the right to enjoy my home and I am not a coward who hides away.” How does Wim see things going forward? “Their explanation is complete nonsense.”
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