Mark from the Wichita Recordings blog is travelling down with a "random posse" and hoping that the site makes its magic happen:
And if magic doesn't work for you, there's always faith. More faith than ever before, explains TotallyJewish:
And if you're not interested in magic, and not bothered by faith, there's always sex. Dirty Converse is covering the festival from the lesbian's point-of-view:
“Charlie Dimmock’s got nothing on her,” was one of the more polite comments I overheard while watching my first display of chainsaw tree sculpting. Picture a well built woman in jeans brandishing a fucking huge motorised saw, carving up tree stumps like they are pieces of cheese.
Bolsoversion isn't going. And was happy with the choice. Until they realised what they'd done:
On the up side, I will be sleeping the next four nights in a warm bed, not a hard tent floor, but this doesn’t reduce my jealousy.
All I am now hoping for is a little bit of rain. Not too much (I don’t want to wish the misery of Sunday 2007 on my friends and family) but maybe just a bit.
[Part of Glastonbury 2008]