i got back a few hours ago, rivers of mud and all that indie music arent really my scene so i didnt stick it out to the end (got free tickets though so it doesnt matter) looking forward to Glade now...
nice one max_freakout, what's the point of all that mud? anyone else with a tale to tell, or having problems coming down?
they SAID they'd done something to improve the drainage for this year but i think they were talking bullshit, the mud was flowing from yesterday the tipi village was fucking cool, i want to live in one of those one day.... and even though everyone disagrees with me, i think Amy Winehouse is fuckin' GORGEOUS, that hair!!! and Bjork was incredible last night too....
Just painted my nails Been playing today...my strumming is really coming along, I'm chuffed...and you?
But its clear from the telly that not all of the site is muddy. I guess if you get the population of a decent sized city all tramping round a field it IS going to get muddy Can I have your free ticket next year?
well i went round all of it and i can honestly say it was about 85% muddy, the uphill places and a few of the less trodden places werent, but all the stages were complete mudbaths if i can still get them next year.... pm me 2 months beforehand and i'll let you know
shall wwe go together next year KBT and I can squish your cheeks to keep my hands warm? ( the ones on his face)
Quite. Grit your teeth while you slip your wet jeans back on and get back on it. If I go next year my cheeks are at your disposal LMHF.
i was a festival virgin until last summer when i had an awesome time at Glade, where the ground was dry and solid (admiottedly due to the complete lack of rain) and i was naively expecting Glasto to be the same this Glasto was my second ever festie and i was pretty ashamed that i left early, but i have to say the mud ruined it for me, maybe im just too softcore but i do not like getting covered in mud on the Thurs evening when i arrived, i was wandering around the fields in flipflops and i noticed the overwhelming preponderance of wellington boots, and it confused me because it was perfectly warm and dry at that point, until Friday morning when i had to buy my own pair of wellies and nearly lost my flipflops in the streaming mud on the way to the wellie shop
i think i fell in love with her last night, the way she said at the end "lets do the last song quickly before it's forbidden" made me melt
The Beeb have got her whole set (and loads of others) online for the next seven days here http://www.bbc.co.uk/glastonbury/2007/watchandlisten/
Or wear shorts with yer wellies Ive never been but Ive reached the conclusion that if you arent the sort who would be happy camping in the rain in a half decent campsite then dont do Glastonbury eh?
OH cool! Totral techopleb here, can you save those to disk? Only my daughters friends were pictured dancing in the mud during Lily Allens set and we wanted to give them a copy- only our sky+ didnt record them dancing and we couldnt record it off the interactive service.
Welcome back, campers! The Hippopotamus by Michael Flanders A bold Hippopotamus was standing one day On the banks of the cool Shalimar. He gazed at the bottom as it peacefully lay By the light of the evening star. Away on the hilltop sat combing her hair Was a fair Hippopotami maid The Hippopotamus was no ignoramus And sang her this sweet serenade: “Mud, Mud, glorious mud Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood! So follow me, follow, down to the hollow And there let us wallow in glorious mud!” The fair Hippopotama he aimed to entice From her seat on that hilltop above, As she hadn't got a Ma to give her advice, Came tiptoeing down to her love. Like thunder the forest re-echoed the sound Of the song that they sang as they met His inamorata adjusted her garter And lifted her voice in duet: “Mud, Mud, glorious mud Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood! So follow me, follow, down to the hollow And there let us wallow in glorious mud!” Now more Hippopotami began to convene On the banks of that river so wide. I wonder, now, what am I to say of the scene That ensued by the Shalimar side? They dived all at once, with an ear-splitting splosh Then rose to the surface again A regular army of Hippopotami All singing this haunting refrain: “Mud, Mud, glorious mud Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood! So follow me, follow, down to the hollow And there let us wallow in glorious mud!”
haha, that's bollocks I'm afraid. Pretty much everywhere is mud. There's rivers of mud in most fields, every pathway is either mud or sludge coated metal walkways. Up in the new Park field was fucking ridiculous, a swamp. Maybe a few lesser trod areas (camping areas) have some grass but all I saw was mud, mud and more fucking mud.... So I thought fuck it and came home today. Left my tent and everything there, covered in.. MUD!
