Glastonbury. In the lounge.

Glastonbury. In the lounge.

So it was Glastonbury this weekend just gone. I used to be blessed enough to play there, which had several bonuses, not least free tickets, and access to slightly less grim loos. (Although, for reference, the backstage loos at V were the best I ever saw, all gold taps and pot pourri, they were nicer than my lav at home...) These days I am not currently in a band, and budgets cannot stretch to Glasto, so will be watching on the old tellybox.

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