I've been to Glastonbury seven times, although not for a few years. As everyone knows it's a very, very special festival. When I used to return to work after 5 days of mayhem my life suddenly felt incomplete and I got very emotional for quite a few weeks afterward. I mention all this because the experience cannot be done justice by book, film or photo. Any of these mediums is going to fail to be completely successful, and indeed this book also fails, which is a disappointment because I think it's probably in a perfect format to act as a memento for those who have attended. Over 300 odd pages contributors donate a paragraph or two on each of the 26 (up until 2005) events and its fun to see how the festival increased in size and how amateurish it was for so long...but there just aren't enough contributions from actual festival goers. It's a real pity because these are the people who actually make it what it is; you can almost feel the place in their words. The organisers, for the most part, just don't have the same view. I would also have liked to have seen a full line up for each festival rather than just a summary...and more photos...essentially a massive sprawling, hard backed encyclopaedia on the place. Maybe one day we'll get one...then I'll be front of the queue. Until then this slightly underwhelming novelette will have to do.