Glastonbury is reknowned for its eclectic mix of performers, musicans and seriously any type of entertainment that you can think of. Most people don’t see the different facets of the festival, usually preferring to stick to well known bands ect like Kings of Leon & Blur. I must admit that I had been guilty of doing the same – the farm is so huge it takes ages walking from one stage/field to the next, it is just more relaxing to just plop yourself down on the grass and just spend the whole day being entertained. This year was different – I decided I was going to get the REAL glastonbury experience.

I started off the morning with some funny acts…like this comedy magic/fireeating/knife throwing act. They really made me laugh and set the tone for the day.

After wandering around watching other random acts, I wanted to do some crafting at Bella’s field. It’s a self-potrait project, we were each given a ball of clay to mould into a ‘self portrait’, which they will then fire it and then display it in some sort of exhibition. You can also bring it back and fire it yourself to harden the clay up.

It’s just typical of me to make a cupcake…

Whilst bacon started off with a cat, which turned into a rabbit, then guniea pig and then a momma & baby lamb. Hmm.

Don’t you just love the cat with grass for whiskers!!

After we finished our works of art, I wandered over to the Circus field, hoping to catch some other funny acts. Instead, I keep bumping to a variety of random groups of people, being totally random, weird but hilariously funny:

This bunch of women were just walking around talking about their toilet routine

Disinfecting the mud

Walking coconut tree on stilts

Very strange. This bunch of people were cornering groups of people and giving them a personal singing performance. Strange.

Mobile tea lady. She’s not actually serving any tea at all…just smoking all the way.

Full-fledged brass band

Not exactly…can you see the tiny whistles in their mouths? They were whistling to popular songs like Britney and Beyonce tunes. Tres cool, very in tune as well…

The headless woman

Japanese pom pom men

Whilst bacon headed towards the comedy tent for some comedians, I headed for a spot of ‘culture’ at the local museum

Hehe…for those that have brought their ladybug along for a walk..hehe.

I joined the kids for another spot of crafting – mixed media self portrait

All in all, it was such an excellent way to spend the afternoon. After the initial downpour in the morning, I was pleasantly surprised by the weather which calmed down at around 12. I love the cabaret field and bella’s field the best…such random characters live there!! I love randomness, and no where else on earth can you find such a wide variety of randomness.

Coming up – yes, yes, MUSIC at last !! If you can’t wait, please click here, I was a featured twitterer on the Guardian Newspaper – I saw more acts that weekend than the whole music reporters put together!!!

Long overdue posting on glastonbury – however, if you’ve been following my tweets, you did not miss anything!

Every year in the summer, the tiny village of Glastonbury is invaded by a band of no-gooders…or do-gooders depending on your defination. I took a sabbatical last year, with the thought of calf-lenght mud making me cringe. Funny how your memory of pain fades with time. Much to bacon’s chargin, I decided to be part of the mad crowd again this year. And instead of a four-day thing we’ve turned this into a five-day thing as well; with hopes that if we get there early enough we would find a better camping space.

After a four hour journey down to Somerset, we were stuck in traffic for about two hours heading towards ..in which we trailed a total of 10km. Coming out from the car park at last, it was another mile or two’s hike to the campgrounds. It was unbelievably hot, which is definately not Glastonbury like weather.WEIRD.

All camped up

The above was the view when we pitched up at about 4pm. By 4pm the next day, the whole place was completely and utterly packed up, tents popping up at places you didn’t think would fit a sleeping bag, let alone a tent. People were pitching up everywhere, even within spitting distance from non -flushable toilets. Eew I know.

The festival do not officially start until Friday, which gives us Thursday completely free to roam around without rhyme or reason. Nothing happens on thursdays, but shops ect are open. So I randomly walked around snapping pictures – the sun was up until about 9pm, and I just wanted to snap pictures before it starts pissing it down again.

A sand sculpture of the founder, Michael Eavis. How cool is that?

Oooo…Silent disco…I wanna I wanna I wanna – unfortunately Thursday night’s queues were 400m long!

Giant bog. Ring the bell and all your wishes would come true. I wish for a clean, flushable toilet made out of ceramic.

This was at the Healing Fields – the bald guy supposedly ‘lived’ in this hut built with £400. Love the roofs, made out of edible salads. Obviously no plumbing or electricity. But an edible roof?? Hot great is that??

Teepee saunas…bet they didn’t do roaring business due to the hot hot hot weather.

The faiths were all out in full force as well. Salvation Army, Hare Krishnans ect…all have a presence there providing help, support, counselling or just water and sunscreen on a hot sultry day.

These were from the Greenpeace field – can’t guess what these logos represents huh

This cafe makes me laugh

Rarrr bite me!

Coming up – Lady Gaga, Jason Mraz, Timo Mass, Deadmau5, Tom Jones, dancing next to toilets…

This sucks!! I am currently sick…and leaving for the mudfeast of the year tomorrow. I was planning to do some good blogging before I leave, but seeing that it’s now 1pm and I’m in bed preparing to go back to zzz….don’t think so.

Will be tweeting from Glastonbury though…if you’re not following me yet, do it NOW HERE! I plan to catch Tom Jones (lols) , The Boss, Lady Gaga, The Tingtings, David Guetta, a slice of silent disco and Neil Young. I know, I feel so old, I can barely remember Bruce Springsteen, so definately have no idea about Neil Young, but going to go for it anyway. Nothing like a slice of the old timers. That is if I am well enough by Friday to walk the 3 miles to the Pyramid Stage.

Hmm..are there any more acts you reckon I should definately not miss? Lineup’s here

Remember – follow me on twitter for the ultimate summer festival experience! Now that I’ve said that, I’ll probably be too sick to tweet..ugh.

Before the horrors of the torrential rain and endless mud filled cesspit toilets made me lose the plot completely, I spent Thursday evening having quite a nice stroll around the festival site. It takes more than 1.5 hours from one end to the other, and still retaining my sense of humor, I went around the arena in what would be my first and last time.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is why people flock to Glastonbury year after year for the past 37 years, even with the mud

The Cider Bus of Burrow Hill Cider . Famed for their home made cider,you can taste the oak barrels that it’s been kept in to frement. DELICIOUS. They even serve it hot, mixed in with apples

For those not familiar with cider, it’s a lovely alternative to beer and quite unlike the apple cider viniger that most of us girls are used to (apparently helps weight loss). It is basically a fizzy alcoholic apple juice. Though the one from burrow hill are not gassy.Yum again!

Yumyum

My fav foodstall in the whole festival – I heart carribien food

Prawn Gumbo served with rice and beans, and think that is a griddle cake.Yummers. Was served on the plates that my mom uses.

Noah’s Ark!!! Inside were information on climate change and save-the-world propaganda. Glastonbury is a very save-the-world festival – in between acts, representatives would come out and bitch about, and I quote, “one man axis of evil who lives in the White House”. Poppy fucking cock.Hate it when people are judgementally trying to brainwash the general population

Iron tortise..heh.

Tin cow in the sky. Yes, VERY irrelevant

Poop-scooping from the paper mache cow. I like the milk cartons for udders

Elephant made out of recycled semi-skimmed milk carton. Me likes.

Wooden Monkey

At the healing fields; stonehenge portaloos. Someone has a sense of humor. FYI, Glastonbury is held in conjunction with the Summer Solstice (longest day of the year), where druids and humans alike gather at the famed Stonehenge to get in touch with Mother Nature.

Ps: Apparently The Healing Fields were the place the get stocked up on all paraphenelia to ‘get high’

Chilling at the Healing Fields. You can still see patches of grass

The mystical wooden dragon in all it’s glory

The Gathering of Rain clouds – Glastonbury sunset over the Healing Fields

The Chapel of Lost Vageuness.

Geddit?

Las Vegas?

They conduct wedding blessings here and anyone can get married at the Chapel of Love and Lust.Registration took place on Friday at noon – by that time I was sitting down listening to The Cribs holding an umbrella. Never got back to Lost Vagueness. Shame on me.

Glastonbury. The mini utopia of happiness. Which literally turned into the worst weekend of my life.Look at what it did to my pretty wellies/ waterproof plastic boots.

Friday

The pyramid stage with Paulo Nutini playing

Tired

Monkeys at the dance village.

Sunset over Glastonbury

Saturday

By this time it’s all turned to pot. Look at Rob (sitting down) with his Mary Poppins on crack umbrella.Goes well with his mud caked combat boots

Oops mommy, I pooed my pants.

Hardcore at Dance tent West

I’m not that hardcore…nearly burst into tears when I saw the state of it

Even Mr Softee sinks..

Sunset over Glastonbury

Sunday

Bacon unintentionally splashing on mud. Did not have a choice really.Either you splash,or you do not move at all.

Superman Rocks

We wanna fly away from this carnage…

Tent carnage

And again

It just kept going on, the same mud-ruined tents repeated in every field.

Bacon trudging through mud with a hog roast sandwich ( siu yuk sandwich)