Forty years young

Better late than never - that'd be the Glastonbury 2010 Diary, finally completed on Silent Words Speak Loudest a mere four months after the event... Five and a half days of sun, cider and bands/performers (36 of 'em), all lovingly recounted from scrawled notes and increasingly faded memory:

Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
Sunday

I wish I could report that there was no leaving-Neil-Young-to-watch-Animal-Collective lunacy this year, but sadly there was: plumping for England v Germany over Grizzly Bear, Holy Fuck, The Drums and Slash. I may never forgive myself.