Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit.
We’re off to a thing on the London Eye tonight (see! What with this and U2 if poverty and trade aren’t history and fair by 9pm tonight, I will be very cross*), so as a result I “packed” for Glasto last night. Consequently I’ve spent most of the day remembering things that I probably should have put in my bag. For example, it’s slightly possible that my festival experience this weekend will be improved somewhat…