THE SUN DOESN'T RISE

Well, if the conditions in Somerset aren't too disimilar from those in Buckinghamshire this morning, they're adding a chill wind to the water. We love our hot shower and, i suspect, if we'd gone down to Glasto this year we'd be having visions of the lovely dry toilets in Temple Meads station.

Between our last post last night and now, we watched a couple of more bits on the TV - although, for some reason, the BBC chooses to show no coverage at all before 7pm. (We were a little surprised that yesterday teatime, they chose to carry on putting out shit docubites about Boris Becker on BBC TWO rather than saying "Wimbledon's rained off for now, so we'll take some live action from Glastonbury until the tennis returns," but then we despise Wimbledon and it's apparent superiority in the schedule to music and art and fun and love.) The late night coverage, though, did manage to sneak in a single track from The Tears - we hope they chose to not return to them because the sound was shit rather than because an editorial decision was taken that people would rather watch The Doves for the third fucking time than Brett and Bernard. The band were swathed in blue lights; probably a coincidence that it made it look like a Pizza Hut toilet designed to foil junkies from injecting.

There was some footage from Babyshambles - all rather exciting, although it has to be said that they're not actually very good, are they? Kilamangiro is a lame pun with a Chas and Dave knees-up underscore, and although it's clearly not crucial to the bands appeal that they be like the Halle Orchestra, a degree of competence would be nice. BBC THREE's perspective of the Doherty crowd surf was interesting - the security guards trying to stop him going in, then more security guards trying to pluck him out; and eventually still more frog-marching back to the stage like a confused older person. More telling, though, was the perspective used for the News 24 pictures: it looked and sounded exactly like Bono's Live Aid performance.

This morning, Vernon Kay and Scott Mills were co-hosting on Radio One - shouldn't Kay be off being clammy in the US? We say co-hosting, by which we mean Kay driving his empty vehicle of self-love over the top of Mills. Liz Kershaw was doing duties on 6, but from London.

Meanwhile, the morning reports on News 24 managed to make Bob geldof sound like a natural disaster, announcing his plans to make everyone hold hands with a tired "After torrential rain yesterday, today Glastonbury will be visited by Bob Geldof..."

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