Dame Shirley Bassey had a narrow escape this weekend, following her triumphant set at Glastonbury. No, she didn’t eat one of the burgers. It’s just another case of helicopter malfunctions repeating, I’m afraid.
Have you seen the weather forecast for Glastonbury this weekend? If you missed out on tickets, you really should check it out – you’ll be riding the schadenfreude wave for weeks. Which, co-incidentally, is the same amount of time Glasto-goers will be washing Pilton mud out of random orifices.
So, you’re at Glastonbury this weekend, and you have a burning question which you need the answer to RIGHT NOW. For example, ‘How do I get out of this mudforsaken hellhole?’ or ‘Why oh why oh why did I drink that third bottle of pear cider last night?’ Whaddya do?
Got a burning desire to go to a big dirty music festival this year, but, err…no festival to go to? And no camping gadgets and what-not to help you out once you get there? Never fear, because the girls of Shiny Shiny have your back, with a whopper of a competition over there. Susi says of the competition –