Wandering around the site on the Friday night after the main stages finished, we inevitably ended up in the Shangri-La/Block 9 area where dancing and loud music was available *all night*.

Turning the corner into Block 9 was the only moment my jaw genuinely dropped, on seeing this:

An extremely convincing stage set of six storey high block of flats impaled halfway up by an Underground train, under which was a superb club space, a long, low ceilinged strobe-hole.

My only Glastonbury regret was not spending more time here during the weekend. What time was spent here was mostly in Bez's Acid House, some good music marred by dodgy DJing; although this could possibly be excused by Bez 'delivering vibes' in close proximity to the decks at all times.

Having said that, once one of the greatest intros in the history of music kicked in, needless to say it 'went off':