Were you one of the millions of people constantly pressing re-fresh on your computers Sunday morning, desperately hoping with each click you would be taken to the booking page to purchase a Glastonbury ticket?
I have never been to Glastonbury, but it’s not for want of trying. I have dragged myself out of bed with a hangover, ready and waiting for 9am to begin the battle for those tickets… and unfortunately, along with many others, all I had to show for it several hours later was repetitive strain injury.
