Thanks for popping in.
Glastonbury seems like a long time ago already,
and yet this time last week, we hadn’t even unpacked the caravan!
Hit the ground running here, and haven’t had time to take stock of what was a truly amazing experience.
Since we’ve been back, the first question folks have asked is
“Which act was your favourite?”
That’s a tricky question; there were so many!
Jools Holland was uplifting; he had us all boogying and singing along on the Sunday. His friend Ruby Turner was fab, but then so were all the singers on the stage with him.
There were massive crowds around the main stages, and on a couple of occasions, we retreated because it was overwhelming.
We wanted to see The Rag n Bone Man, but it was way too packed – unenjoyable.
Why fight it? We’ve got his album!
We hung out in The Park quite a bit.
I am very lucky.
Dave is a real music man.
He eats it, lives it, breathes it, listens to it, plays it.
And he knows a lot of very talented musicians
who haven’t made the charts, but are brilliant.
So we stayed on the fringe of the festival quite a bit, soaking up the sunshine and listening to lesser known artists who also have a following – just not an Ed Sheeran or Adele kind of following.
Everywhere you look though, there is art, something lovely to enjoy. Something for the gardener….
A Ribbon Tower outlook for the climber…
A Helter Skelter for the children – and the young at heart…
Awesome Sand Art for the Politically orientated…
And even tree pods to chill in.
You get the picture.
It was a rare and unique weekend.
Sure, the big names were a pull, and we checked in on them
– just to say we had.
Foo Fighters. Tick
Radiohead. Skirted round the edge with my hands over my ears. Tick.
Ed Sheeran. Sang along and loved him AND his Grandad who was in the wings. First festival he had ever been to apparently. Tick.
But Dave and I didn’t really get caught up in that too much.
We ate good food, and soaked up the sights, smells and sounds.
The loos were better than last year.
Less muddy. Still rank, but better.
I will leave you with this stage.
Yep, this is a stage.
A massive shanty town wall construction.
If you look closely, you will see the band.
If that isn’t a work of art, I don’t know what is!
Time to go sit in the garden and enjoy the sunshine….
It’s good to be home too.
Love & Hugs