I have a theory: God doesn’t like Glastonbury. I mean, whenever it’s that time of the year, it’s the one period where the rain really intensifies! And if you think I’m being paranoid, the one year when the Festival took a year off, it was really, really sunny!!

So it’s no surprise that each time I ask a couple of my friends whether they would like to come to Glastonbury, I just receive blank gaze or a look of disdain. If the whole weather situation was anything to go by, I can see why. The Heavens opened and it was just mayhem. Thankfully, based on experiences of 2005, I have learned never to over-exert myself, so I decided to stay put on the Jazz World Stage.

I’ve been here since Thursday evening, and with the sun shining and in spite of the little mud, I honestly believed that the harbingers of doom (i.e. weather forecasters and those who didn’t have tickets!) predicting torrential rain and such were over enthusiastic. Boy, was I sorely mistaken. So, here I am, Day 2 into the mud fest that is Glastonbury. I couldn’t blog yesterday because it was really busy, hence me writing one day late. I can’t even put any pictures up just yet. Anyway, will keep you all posted!

Epilogue.

Here are all the pictures from the festival:

Day 1 

Day 2 & 3

Glasto Mud