Glastonbury Blog

Might even dry up that last shower...

Everytime the sun comes out it meets with an enormous cheer from the assembled company. It's not THAT muddy...

The field of Lost Vagueness is just plain weird. Between the burlesque shows and the "Grand Travelling Insect Circus" lies "The Chapel of Love & Loathe". This lifesize replica of a church comes provides all manner of semi-holy ceremonies from marriage to divorce and all the fun in between...

Other attractions in Lost Vagueness include a ballroom, an exclusive casino (with a dress code), a 24-hour American diner, a butler service and, of course, the slightly confused feeling you'll have when you leave...

We've just been drenched by a heavy shower. No-one cared; they just put on their plastic macs and carried on dancing.

I mean, what's a bit of moisture between friends?

Bring it on...

It had been a full five minutes after I poked my head out of the tent when it started to rain. It's not the rampant, anarchic drenching of 2005 but a gentle, constant affair that has the potential to really moisten things up.

But calculating the mud is complex. You must take into account the amount of rain, length of the shower, number of people walking about, ability of the ground to absorb the water, drying capacity of any sunshine and, frankly, whether we care how muddy we get or not. And we don't.

Blame for this weather must surely go to Norweigan folk band Adjagas who started as the first band on the main stage just before the rains and are still on now. Apparently they were set to open the festival in 2005 until the flash flood took out half the site. It must be an omen...

The number of people at Glastonbury this year has been extended from 150,000 people to 175,000 people. In practical terms this means that the site has expanded from the size of a town with the population of Dundee or Swindon to one comparable with Norwich. In any case, the Glastonbury Festival still has more people than notable towns such as Exeter, Cambridge, Oxford, York or Ipswich!

(No, I don't know the population of British towns off by heart - I looked it up before we left!)

On a related note, here's a picture of some aliens asking a local bobby for directions.