It's that time of year again.
The time we all yearn for and dread in equal measure.
Glastonbury Ticket Time - PART 1
WE DIDN'T GET ANY.
Roll on April,
Glastonbury Ticket Time - PART 2
The returned tickets sell off, when we get to spend another hour or two pinned to the sofa, with us repeatedly recycling 3 phones and 3 computers, before shuffling off to the biscuit barrel (or in our case, cat) to console ourselves until we feel sick - ideally. At least then I shall feel it was all worth it.
: )
MeWally was too upset for mere biscuits. He headed out of the house on this perfect day and stuck his head in a trench and played with the drains.
BUT HE WAS HAPPY
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