Friday
Days seem to blur into one another after god got angry and took it out on glastonbury, in compensation he offered us a weekend of glorious sunshine in which I know look like a spaniard not a scot. Higlights of friday included the black velvets, the thrills, zutons and doves. My favourite set had to be the awsome one by the killers followed in close second by fatboy slim.
Other fun of the day was some mud wrestling (this was not us, although very amusing to watch).
Saturday
By far the best and funniest days of the festival. Crazy stuff, like naked men, nearly tripping over a women taking a piss just outside the beer tent in the dance area, a bloke taking a shit on the path, rob admitting to taking a shit in a bag. Saw Will Mellor mincing about. One of barnes great ideas was to paint me in mud and hang beer cans off my hat, which i then later ended up lacerating my fingers on trying to remove them after they kept twating me in the face,
The most sureal thing of the day was seeing the van loads of wellies being excorted by police into the sight, so strange. This was my red wine extravaganza (managing 2 litres during the coldplay set, which was the highlight of the festival) that left me an absolute wreck,
After which the obvious happens (I don't remmember any of this)
Sunday and more photo's to follow shortly