It’s Glastonbury weekend, so another weekend of sitting in front of the T.V. and hoping that the camera crew catch a band I’m vaguely interested in. Or phone a friend at the festival and listen in that way. Hmm, it’ll probably rain on them anyway.
My head is already soggy because I dragged myself out of bed to see a house this morning. We got halfway across the park when the letting agent rang to say we couldn’t see the house because the tennants didn’t know we were coming. Great.