A Total Washout

Well. If any of you have been to Glastonbury Festival before (excluding last year’s heat wave), you won’t be surprised that this year is a total washout. However, thanks to the total amazing line up and killer reputation, 170,000 people are gladly donning their wellington boots and going to join the mudslide. The first few thousand started to arrive on Tuesday, and immediately churned up the ground into a pit fit for naked wrestling in bikinis. Although more rain is forecast for tomorrow, they might actually blessed with one hot and sunny day on Sunday, with highs of 25 degrees celcius forecast. Not quite as good as the 27 predicted in London, but we’ve got some lovely smog to bathe in. Bet they’re jealous.

As you may be able to tell from the tone of this blog, I am not one of the lucky festival goers this year. I’m sticking to smaller gigs this year, such as The Great Escape in Brighton and Lubstock near Leicester. They’re easier on the pocket and harder to get lost at: both big bonuses for me! Though I must admit, I am a bit jealous that this weekend’s festival goers will get to see Beyonce, Coldplay and Pendulum, amongst others. I’ll settle with wearing my wellies in front of the television - a top view of the Pyramid stage.

If you’re in London and want to go out and have some anti-Glasto fun, book a Hammersmith taxi to take you out this Saturday night. The world has not stopped! There are plenty of gigs going on, club nights and parties. Kensington Roof Gardens is scheduled to be awesome this Friday night; if you’ve never been before, you’ll be blown away by the decor and the scenery. The drinks aren’t too cheap, but it’s well worth it. See you there?