So its all over and waking up at 4am to take the tent down under a strange heavy Glastonbury mist we headed down for the last hike to the car and bid farewell to Glasto 2010. The car was loaded and away we went. 5.15 am and the anticipated wait to get out of the car park even at that early hour never happened. So soon we were on the M5 and heading north. After a quick break for me to take over the last driving duties we arrived back in Liverpool for 10am after a quick stop at Sayers to refuel. And that was that. It seemed like an age since we have left and from the casual drunken stroll around the site on Thursday evening I had travelled musically from Rolf Harris on Friday morning to a thrilling climax by The Orbital on the way taking in some great performances to some moments that will be remembered for ever. We covered most of the site and that is no mean feat. The size of Glastonbury is amazing and my feet are still recovering even if my trainers are not after I decorated them with a luminous spray for Sunday. The picture below captures the size of the site and has bits not on the photo. (Click on any pics for a larger image)
So away from the main stages and wonderful little corners of Glastonbury. From the dance village with its own rainbow coloured cube henge over to the more strange Shangri-La, Arcadia, Block 9 and the unfair ground. I was even reminded of Kirkby (See pic below) in the form of a high rise block of flats which when yo went inside was a bar/club. There was a cooling booth which was just a plastic booth with air conditioning blowing down. The noises of ecstasy as people stood inside to get some relief from the intense heat. There were numerous bars of different styles and numerous mini clubs and small disco’s including a silent disco were you put earphones on. The food stalls were of such a mix and you could actually eat healthily but for those of you who know me, yes I did live on a diet of junk food. At one point I went to a pasty shop and got a sausage roll for £2.00 she went to charge me £3.50 a pasty price and I was about to hand over some extra money when the lady said “You wouldnt pay that much would you ?” I bit my lip and smiled instead of saying ” £2.00 is too much you robbing bastard” So it was £4.00 for a cider and £3.70 for a beer and if you had any spare money there were over 100 different shops/stalls selling anything and everything.
There were some strange sights wandering around the site and a couple I can recall are a man in a full uncle Fester outfit complete with bald head and dodgy make up on pushing an old style pram with a baby in which was crying and as we walked past him the baby was moving. After a double take we got onto the fact the baby was fake but for a moment………….. Then there was the sight of a full scale plane crash with blood stained women with ripped clothes clambering in slow motion for survival. (See pic below) Them to were disturbing to the slightly drunken but for anybody partaking in chemicals these would have raised a few issues to them. Then there were the more fun moments and once again a couple I can recall were the lads crowd surfing in a paddling pool during Faithless and the glowstick shower that took place during the Orbital. There were of course the nice people you meet from the lads from Darlo (Darlington) who were next to our tent, onto Irish Jackie we met after Imelda May and the random Scottish bloke we met at The Pet Shop Boys the atmosphere was one of fun. The three of us who went had our moments together and often wandered off on our own to have our own moments of magic.
So thats just about the review see other blogs for daily reviews from Thursday (day 1) to Sunday (day 4) It was so much better than I thought and I was expecting a lot. The weather was like being on holiday and you knew you were just getting up to hot sun, even if it did sweat you out of the tent but that was soon cured by a 9am can of Magners. If it had rained and it only needs a bit for the yellow parched dust site would become a small mud bath (never mind some of the crazy rain they have had in the past) which would mean no lazy siting/laying down and a shitty muddy tent etc. So would I go again ? At the moment I think I wont but for purely good reasons who can it ever be bettered ? It was my Glasto virginity being lost, it was sun, sun, sun. I might be gagging to go in another 6 months. So it was happy Glasto for me and happy 40th birthday for Glastonbury. I hope Mrs Fay and long time friend of our Helen had the same fun as I did. it was a pleasure going with you both x x
Highlights: Bootleg Beatles, Imelda May, Faithless, The Orbital and The Pet Shop Boys.
Low lights: Helens heavy bag we lumped from the car so heavy that a paratrooper offered to help but couldnt get it on his back !! and deciding to watch the England match instead of Slash/Ray Davies and Dr John.