Another dry morning, and after breakfast headed over to the West Holts stage to see an Irish band called Kneecap
Kneecap
I lasted 10 minutes with this Northern Ireland band, not my cup of tea, I couldn’t understand a word they sang or said. Not at all sure why they have a big following. So back to Pyramid via the Theatre and Circus area to see Ayra Star
Ayra Star
At the Pyramid stage I watched Ayra Star with her 10 backing singers. Very beautiful to watch, but not my style of singing.
Alogte Oho & His Sounds of Joy
Now at the West Holts stage to watch Alogte Oho & His Sounds of Joy. They are a Ghanian group, singing gospel, It improved as the set went on. I did leave a little early so I could see the Last Dinner Party at the Other stage.
Last Dinner Party
Saw the ‘Last Dinner Party’ last year when they were playing the first set at ‘Woodsies’ on Saturday. Now they have been promoted to the “Other Stage”. Missed the first part of their set, but made it to listen to quite a few songs. Excellent as before, especially now I can sing along to the chorus of ‘Nothing Matters‘
Circus Funtasia
Decided to watch Circus Funtasia, Selina had mentioned it from the previous day. The five motor bikes driving around the inside of a sphere was interesting. The next act, close to my heart, the man on stilts with chain saw.
Coldplay
Watched Coldplay with Selina and Phil. We were far back, so no chance of seeing Coldplay in the flesh, especially with the array of flags. A good crown around us enjoying the event with dancing around us, including a Scottish guy in kilt. Selina appears in the video below.
Another dry day in the paradise city of Glastonbury Festival, the seventh largest city in the south of England, after London, Bristol, Southampton, Portsmouth, Plymouth and Brighton. Alas not as warm, and now it was cloudy. Found another Polestar 2 parked in The Love Fields, they must have arrived on Thursday. I rushed out after breakfast to see the first band on stage at Woodsies. I arrived early and had to wait to get in. There was a talk about cosmology given by Brian Cox at The Tree. I listened to this while waiting for the Voice of Baceprot to appear.
Voice of Braceprot
The Voice of Braceprot are an all-female metal band from the Philippines. They were all dressed in black hijab. They explained how they were hated for the music they played. They considered metal was just like any other music, but more enjoyable to play and listen to. It was an enjoyable set, played with precision, but lacking a little bit of soul.
Lambrini Girls
Next up was a three woman queer punk band called the Lambrini Girls. The lead singer took crowd surfing to the next level and spent most of her time in the crowd. Plenty of energy and heart in this band. Quite enjoyed the atmosphere.
Squid
I walked over to West Holts for a Brothers cider and to watch Squid. Close to the front. The drummer is the vocalist, I managed to get onto the BBC TV. I have not heard this band before, but it is well worth listening to.
Vaccines
Back over to Woodies to see The Vaccines play.
Danny Brown
Walked back to West Holts (yes I was already to 10,000 steps) and was met by a mass of people leaving. The Sugababes had just finished. It was chaotic, so I chose a nearby food stall, and ordered and ate supper until the Exodus had completed. Chose to watch Danny Brown an America rapper. I wanted to be at the front for the next band.
Heilung
I was at the front for Heilung. A very strange act. More like a religious ritual than music. They had also played at Download, but I had decided not to hear them there because they were on at Glastonbury. The base drumbeat was exceptionally loud, I and the other guys I was standing with asked (signed) for earplugs from security. The loud deep base is unfortunately not evident in the soundtrack of the video. I quite enjoyed listening to them after the pain had been reduced by earplugs. This video is not suitable to being published on Facebook who have a censorship policy of female bodies.
Fulu Miziki
I decided not to see the headline on West Holts (Jungle) or the Pyramid (Dua Lipa), or the Other Stage (Idles). The Other stage was the hardest, I love the Idles, and I therefore I missed the Banksy migrant inflatable boat. Instead I watched a short set of Fulu Miziki at Car Henge before popping over to Arcadia for Fatboy Slim.
Fulu Miziki was all I was expecting, a percussion set on mainly odd bits of recycle materials.
Arcadia
I headed over to Arcadia, I had missed Arcadia for a few years, not because of trying but because of the huge crowds and congestion. I was going to get there before the main acts had finished. On the way I paused on the rail track to look at the Other Stage and the Idles. I was tempted to stay but decided to head on to Arcadia.
Arcadia had been refreshed, the dock crane had gone, and instead there was a dragonfly in its place. The flames were still there, and so were the crowds. This is one of many places for dance music, fire and light shows,
The Hive
After Fat Boy Slim, I headed towards the Silver Hayes, in the hope of meeting with Ed, or Jon but found the Silver Hayes area was totally packed out, with no entry signs, I instead managed to find a small stage, The Hive where N’FAMADY KOUYATÉ was performing. I had seen him more than once last year at Glastonbury, and at the Cambridge Folk Festival the year before. He was his usual best.
Now it was back to The Love Fields but stopping by at Carhenge where Fulu Miziki were yet again preforming. This time on a trailer stage which started to move away at the end of their show.
The day started with a good breakfast at The Love Fields. Lots of tea and coffee, bacon and eggs, cereal, and pastries. As we left, I did notice it was worth eating early, we missed the queues which had built up.
Joe Wicks
First event of the day for us was Joe Wicks. Selina and I joined the crowd to work out for 30 minutes. We didn’t join the queue for the selfie afterwards. There were several hundred exercising, the crowds stretched all the way back to the arch between the Circus and Cabaret fields. While we were exercising, Phil chatted to a couple of Glastonbury volunteers. We kept bumping into them throughout the event, and it wasn’t as if they worked in the Cabaret field.
Greenfields
Afterwards we all headed to Greenfields, which is very crowded on the Wednesdays and Thursdays. It is crowded because the area is running talks, craft tutorials, alternative technologies, and massages, while the main stages are not fully running until Friday. We listened to a talk about Hydrogen power and watched a small rocket being created and fuelled by hydrogen which was electrolysed from water.
A walk around the Stone Circle, exploring the hedges in the hope of spotting the location of the Piano Bar. We did see the dragons in the stream.
Walked around the craft areas, Selina went back at a later time to do some willow work.
Micheal Eavis
We split up, and I saw Michael Eavis on the Park stage singing ‘ My Way’ and others.
Jordan Watson at the Terminal
We all joined up again and visited Williams Green. I was always hopeful of hearing Fulu Miziki, but missed them again. We joined this long queue which would take us into this building where we thought there would be a good view of the site. The wait was ages, very slow moving and only a few people let in at a time. I assumed it was Health and Saftey running amock. Turned out that this was an art installation called The Terminal by Jordan Watson. It is an immersive art installation at Glastonbury Festival that parodied the UK’s immigration process. We were required to answer questions from “border force agents” and pass a UK citizenship test to gain entry. The installation featured a repurposed airport terminal with airport seats dotted with spikes, adding to the discomfort and highlighting the challenges faced by immigrants. At one stage we had to remove our shoes and walk over sharp stones.
On Wednesday, I set off to the Glastonbury Festival 2024, I was taking Selina and Phil to the festival. The first time for Phil, the third time for Selina (98, 99, 24) and the fourteenth time for me (98, 99, 09, 10, 11, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 19, 22, 23, 24). The only gap for me was between 1999 and 2009. The other gaps in the years were when Glastonbury had a fallow year or Covid circulated. We were going to be staying at a glamping site called Love Fields.
We set of at 10.30, stopping at Starbucks near Frome, intention of charging the car with some free BP electricity. Alas all chargers were in use. Arrived at The Love Fields just before 2. A note to myself, ignore Google Maps, it will see the holdups on the main roads around Glastonbury, and attempt to find a quicker route, this inevitably will take you down small single-track roads, and roads that are closed to non-residents during the festival.
I had booked a large Ash Yurt at The Love Fields for the three of us. This is in the VIP area, where there is a selection of accommodation at different costs. There are several bars in the VIP area, and other bars outside the VIP area, but still in Love Fields. There are a couple of stages are in the area, with some bands playing both here and in the main Glastonbury festival. I have always wondered if you could come to The Love Fields and not attend Glastonbury Festival.
The yurt came with electricity and double bed for Selina and Phil, and a single for me. Checking in was quick and easy, driving down to the yurt to unload, and then taking the car back the car park. Slight irritation was by the Friday, the parking was full, and some vehicles were parked in the driveways. We picked up our wrist bands and guides from reception. The glamping site is very convenient to the festival. Straight out of Love Fields and you are at Pedestrian Gate C to the festival. It is also not far to walk to the Pyramid stage. Many staying at the festival site would have a longer walk than us.
Not many bands are playing on the Wednesday, it’s an arrival day. We did go for a walk around the site so Phil and Selina could get their bearings. Met up with Ed for a pint at the Stonebridge bar and headed back to Love Fields to watch the fireworks. Missed Mary, she was initially coming to work, but unfortunately her brother had an accident a few days before, so she stayed behind to look after him.
There is an excellent view of the fireworks from Love Fields. We also got to see the drone display, a first for Glastonbury. To see this, we had to be in the upstairs bar in the “Barn”. I had a Negroni here, but timeline is hazy.
Afterward the fireworks I went for a walk around the site, visiting the Avalon bar, the Ribbon Tower, and then I headed over to Woodsies stage to see the new Tree Stage. Then it was back through the Wood, walking through the trees on a platform. Final walk back to Carhenge to see Fulu Miziki. A Congolese band that makes music from rubbish. Somehow missed them, but they are on again. Good to see Car Henge in the dark. Fabulous use of old American gas guzzling icons set up in the formation of Stone Henge. A nod to the origins of the new age travellers influence on Glastonbury. They had been cast out from Stone Henge in the Battle of Beanfield in 1985 .
This Wednesday, the weather was kind. It was sunny and warm. There had been several days break in the wet weather (we had been soaked at Download), and we were not going to receive any rain this weekend. There had been quite a lot of rain in the preceding weeks, but thankfully it had stopped, and the land had dried out to a considerable extent. Unfortunately, in preparation for continued rain, all the main stages had wood chippings laid out. This meant there was no lovely grass to sit down on at the West Holts stage.
It had been a lovely start to Glastonbury Festival 2024
Video from The Love Fields of the Glastonbury 2024 drone display.
The Vintage Sports-Car Club has been a fixture in the British automotive landscape for decades. Known for their monthly gatherings at pubs across the UK, they foster a sense of camaraderie among enthusiasts of classic vehicles. The club’s local chapter holds meet at the Canaletto pub on the third Thursday evening of the month.
Despite its modest size, the village of Kingswood in Buckinghamshire has become a hub for automotive enthusiasts. The Aylesbury VM club also meets regularly, gathering once a month on a Sunday morning at the Akeman for a special breakfast and car show.
It’s a testament to the enduring appeal of classic cars and the vibrant community spirit of this small village that it can host two such events. The sight of vintage vehicles and VWs gleaming in the sunlight is a delightful treat for locals and visitors alike.
Here is an ERA (Englis Racing Automobile) from the 1930’s being started.
The weeks before we went on our Outer Hebrides holiday, I had been monitoring a Moorhen nest in our wild garden pond. Interesting visits from a fox who came around several times but gave up trying to scavenge the eggs. Foxy didn’t like getting wet. As fate dictated the eggs hatched when we were away on holiday. Luckily, they started to hatch as we left, so I did get some video footage of a couple of chicks. The constant movement of the Moorhen, and vegetation caused the trail cams memory card to fill up in two days.
The sun was setting in an unusual way. As it descended, it turned red, The sky looked overcast, with no red hues, making the fiery globe particularly unusual. As the sun approached the horizon, it seemed to disappear into a hazy layer, its lower portion blending into the sky.
This was a rare opportunity to capture the sun’s beauty with a zoom lens. The images revealed four distinct sunspots, dark blemishes on the sun’s surface caused by intense magnetic activity. Additionally, the sun’s circumference appeared uneven, with various solar eruptions, or flares, creating a jagged edge. These flares are sudden bursts of energy released from the sun’s surface, often accompanied by intense radiation and charged particles.
On packing up for the next part of the trip, R felt there was “something” on the back of her neck. I had a look. It seemed to have already been de-bodied (hairbrush), with only its legs visible, and head buried in her neck. I tried to remove it with a tick remover, but the head remained buried in the neck. Walked to the pharmacy to see if they could help. No, can’t remove the head you will need a doctor. Found the doctor and made an appointment for 12.10
We walked around the town for the next couple of hours. Had coffee and cake at the gin restaurant. Viewed the cemetery, not seen a churchyard with so many huge tombstones. A few notable ones were there. One in memory of several Royal Mail postmen killed in a storm in the Highlands.
Looked through the windows of many rather bizarre shops. One was still selling filament bulbs, seems to have a huge stock of them.
Visted the GP where the doctor gave R a numbing injection, then set to work with a scalpel to remove the head. If there was any doughnut shaped rash later, he said to contact our local GP for antibiotics. Strongly suspect our local GPs would not have done that, but how far were we from A&E?? (Two ticks cos one for the tick itself and another tick for the Moffat GP.) Soon we were on are way home to Buckinghamshire on the M6, M5 and M42.
Packed away the van, and we headed off to another CCC campsite, this time at Moffat.
The trip took us to Inverness, where we stopped at the Tesco which Steve was sure he knew where it was. No, it was somewhere else. Found it, used the loos and bought lunch.
Continued down the A9 and then the road down to England. Twenty plus miles from the border we left the motorway, and a short distance to the campsite in Moffat. A very large CCC site probably used as a stop on the way to and from England. Have no idea what this town was like, unfortunately the gin lounge closes early on a Wednesday, so we missed out there.
I had a short walk around in the evening and it turns out to be quaint. Very few national shops on the street, all independent.
On a particularly rainy day, I joined a group of Polestar 2 electric vehicle owners for the Electric Vehicles Festival at Stanford Hall. We met at the M6 service station to capture a photo of our vehicles charging before embarking on a convoy to the event.
However, upon our arrival, we were met with disappointment. The Stanford Hall event had been cancelled due to heavy flooding along the River Avon. Despite the organizer’s attempts to stop people from attending, many had already made the trip. With no mobile phone reception, it was difficult to communicate the cancellation.
Despite the unfortunate circumstances, we decided to make the best of the situation. We lined up for a group photo in front of the flooded Stanford Hall and then headed to the nearby Motor Museum for a tour and lunch. While I returned home, many of the other Polestar owners continued their day exploring the area.
The organizers have rescheduled the Electric Car Festival for September 8th, but unfortunately, I will be unable to attend due to prior commitments.
