This sunny weather has brought it home to me after months, nay years, of waiting that in a few months I'll be at Glastonbury on a hopefully sunny Sunday morning.
It'll feel like going home.
That moment you walk through the gates and realise that you're actually there.
But in the meantime there's a long long list of things I must really get hold of.
A tent would be useful.
Wellies.
Lighters and a torch.
Sleeping bag,
Money. (Almost as useful as a tent but slightly harder to get hold of.)
Socks.
A way to actually get there-still working on that one.
Patience.
I'm sure there's a lot of other things that I really need but for now it's time to stop dreaming and actively start planning. Actually start doing something.
(Next few posts about Glasto will be purely practical ones-it's all kind of like starting from scratch again.)
