The music was just great – but the Glasto fun doesn’t stop there… particularly not for an imaginative romance writer…
I spent a day in the circus fields… what fun that was. Thanks to all the performers who took the time to talk to me.
It was all book research of course… why else would a girl want to spend her time watching incredibly fit and muscular performers do the most amazing things….
Webmaster John suffers from vertigo – the casual way in which the trapeze artists just climbed around their rig had his face turning a whiter shade of pale (if you’ll pardon the musical pun).
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The circus tent was, of course, full of laughing kids – but there were some things I think we adults appreciated even more.
(OK – enough of the bare chests!)
The other surprise of the weekend came as we were walking through the crowds. A couple of large black 4-wheel-drive vehicles were trying to move through the crowded roadway – and not doing too well. A funny grey-haired chap on a bicycle cycled towards us crying… Make Way for his Royal Highness the Prince of Wales… Then he cycled off laughing madly.
We all assumed he was just joking – until we looked more closely at the black 4-W-D’s.
Prince Charles was touring the site with organiser Michael Eavis. He got out of the car and was immediately surrounded by people – all keen to shake his hand.
The Green Fields area of the festival is full of people interested in conservation and the environment and organic farming – so the prince was right at home.
I can’t say the same for his security guards… the only suits I saw on site all weekend.
I don’t think they understand what Glasto is all about.
