h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Offices without air-con are a "bad thing". It's official. Grey, misty, drizzly England is currently in the grip of a heat wave (even 'ere up north) and it sucks. The thermometer on the desk behind me says it's 88 F. I've no idea what the humidity is, but I reckon fish up and down the country are having a bad week.

Hope the sun lasts the weekend, though, for I have a little camping trip planned. Yes, the pitches are booked and plans are laid and on Saturday I shall be reclining with beers and smokes while Metallica massage my soul with a selection of their gentle refrains. Bliss. Deep joy. I even go with the blessing of my g/f, who has to attend a hen night, she's a gem.

There'll hopefully be pictures of Metalli-Keynes, some time soon. I can't decide whether to take my digital camera that was free, but would be a devastating loss should it fall out of my possession, or a five quid Boots recyclable and wait for Photo CD development (haven't got a scanner.) 

I've no idea who else is playing. Jerry Cantrell's band supported the last bit, so that's too much to ask.

Perhaps a complete description of events would make a good guide entry. Mmmm, perhaps not.