With the weather forcasted as four days of constant blinding sunshine, it is set to be a Glastonbury to go down in history! It won’t be a suprise to say that the last time it didn’t rain at the festival was in 1992. Summertime in Somerset is quite different from the rest of the country.
First looks at the festival this year however are shaping up to resemble something more like “Ibiza uncovered”. Babes in bikinis wearing straw cowboy hats, and floating around on a blazing sunlit idyll…shotgunning whiskey with iced coke, instead of hot tea and Irish coffees warming the cockles of the wet Wellie-clad masses, and able to sit on the ground instead of having to engage in a civil engineering project to find a broken crate, blanks of wood and a bin bag to keep their bums dry.
Glastonbury is a always a merry location, even when the ground is a visible current. But this time, in a woozy
midsummer haze, that once a year moment of stillness where it feels like all the clocks have stopped on June, is looking to be something special.
Fingers crossed and long may the weather last.