A Love Letter to Glastonbury

We should be at Glastonbury with our friends, but instead, we decided to start a business and get married. So here’s a love letter to the festival and everyone there

We hope it rains 

We hope the mud is worse than '97

We hope your tent is next to the toilets

We hope your shoes break

We hope you get recruited by the Hare Krishna and spend the whole weekend preaching, not partying 

We hope the South East Corner is closed when you want to go 

We hope your drugs don't work

We hope you get food poisoning 

We hope you get alcohol poisoning

We hope you get explosive diarrhea 

We hope the portable toilets backup 

We hope you fall down the long drops 

We hope your favourite act cancels 

We hope U2 is the surprise act and they install their new album on your phones

We hope you can’t find your friends in the crowd

We hope you lose your phone 

We hope you lose your partner for the weekend

And that they've fallen in love with someone else

But most of all,

Even if all of these things happen, we know you’ll have the time of your life.