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we've been twice to glastonbury and all goin well, this year will be our 3rd. im a disabled 56 year old woman who never EVER really believed she'd achieve one dream. Then, i worried, would i be able to stand the pace before my legs,back,arms finally gave in? this on top of lugging rucksacks about,walkin walkin walkin,and trudging through mud mud mud galore.

well. we've been twice and all going well, this year will be our 3rd. honest folks, i SWEAR its like a heaven on earth, or another planet, (only the mud stops it bein perfect and who the hell cares about that lol).

do do go if you get the chance, iv seen babies gettin pulled about in wee wooden carts and folk in wheelchairs, so if THEY can do it..........

michael eavis i looooove you, for that one special weekend makes a huge difference, to me anyway. i never thought i'd still be alive after my breast cancer scare, so every lovely moment/day etc, is SOOO special. Appreciate what you have my good friends, u dont know what uv got till its gone.

GLASTONBURY RULES OK YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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we've been twice to glastonbury and all goin well, this year will be our 3rd. im a disabled 56 year old woman who never EVER really believed she'd achieve one dream. Then, i worried, would i be able to stand the pace before my legs,back,arms finally gave in? this on top of lugging rucksacks about,walkin walkin walkin,and trudging through mud mud mud galore.

well. we've been twice and all going well, this year will be our 3rd. honest folks, i SWEAR its like a heaven on earth, or another planet, (only the mud stops it bein perfect and who the hell cares about that lol).

do do go if you get the chance, iv seen babies gettin pulled about in wee wooden carts and folk in wheelchairs, so if THEY can do it..........

michael eavis i looooove you, for that one special weekend makes a huge difference, to me anyway. i never thought i'd still be alive after my breast cancer scare, so every lovely moment/day etc, is SOOO special. Appreciate what you have my good friends, u dont know what uv got till its gone.

GLASTONBURY RULES OK YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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we've been twice to glastonbury and all goin well, this year will be our 3rd. im a disabled 56 year old woman who never EVER really believed she'd achieve one dream. Then, i worried, would i be able to stand the pace before my legs,back,arms finally gave in? this on top of lugging rucksacks about,walkin walkin walkin,and trudging through mud mud mud galore.

well. we've been twice and all going well, this year will be our 3rd. honest folks, i SWEAR its like a heaven on earth, or another planet, (only the mud stops it bein perfect and who the hell cares about that lol).

do do go if you get the chance, iv seen babies gettin pulled about in wee wooden carts and folk in wheelchairs, so if THEY can do it..........

michael eavis i looooove you, for that one special weekend makes a huge difference, to me anyway. i never thought i'd still be alive after my breast cancer scare, so every lovely moment/day etc, is SOOO special. Appreciate what you have my good friends, u dont know what uv got till its gone.

GLASTONBURY RULES OK YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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The great thing for me about Glastonbury is the people and the caring and sharing.

I first went in 1969 to what was then the Shepton Mallet Folk and Blues Festival - it mutated the following year into Glasto. It was the first major British festival after Woodstock and a lot of the Woodstock bands came over and played.

Quite a lot of the audience who'd been to Woodstock also came over and I was shocked to discover that it hadn't all been the spirit of peace and love that we'd been led to believe. I remember one US couple asking us if we could spare then some sugar for their coffee. So we gave them some.

They then asked: "How much do you want for it?" and we told them no money just have it. They then explained that at Woodstock everyone had been charging each other for even little things like that. I was really saddened.

At Glasto I've encountered sharing and help for others like at no other event. The year of the great wash out was for me possibly the best because everyone was rallying round and helping each other out. We had one guy who came up the hill who'd lost everything in the floods - his tent, his clothes, his food and all his money. We squeezed up in our tent and managed to find him some space and gave him a meal. Then another couple came up the hill who'd decided to leave because they couldn't stand the mud. We chatted for a bit, exchanged tales of the mud and introduced the guy who'd lost his tent. "Oh you can have ours," they said and just handed it over.

We had a whip round to give him some cash to keep going and he joined our encampment for the rest of the fest.

That's what Glasto is all about.

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The great thing for me about Glastonbury is the people and the caring and sharing.

I first went in 1969 to what was then the Shepton Mallet Folk and Blues Festival - it mutated the following year into Glasto. It was the first major British festival after Woodstock and a lot of the Woodstock bands came over and played.

Quite a lot of the audience who'd been to Woodstock also came over and I was shocked to discover that it hadn't all been the spirit of peace and love that we'd been led to believe. I remember one US couple asking us if we could spare then some sugar for their coffee. So we gave them some.

They then asked: "How much do you want for it?" and we told them no money just have it. They then explained that at Woodstock everyone had been charging each other for even little things like that. I was really saddened.

At Glasto I've encountered sharing and help for others like at no other event. The year of the great wash out was for me possibly the best because everyone was rallying round and helping each other out. We had one guy who came up the hill who'd lost everything in the floods - his tent, his clothes, his food and all his money. We squeezed up in our tent and managed to find him some space and gave him a meal. Then another couple came up the hill who'd decided to leave because they couldn't stand the mud. We chatted for a bit, exchanged tales of the mud and introduced the guy who'd lost his tent. "Oh you can have ours," they said and just handed it over.

We had a whip round to give him some cash to keep going and he joined our encampment for the rest of the fest.

That's what Glasto is all about.

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This thread is ace, i love all the above about glasto. The sharing of everything is just fantastic. Ended up going home with half the clothes/hats/glasses etc i came with last year as id just meet randoms and give them mementos of our meeting and normally end up with an item in return. Oh and of course the odd drug swap!!

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The great thing for me about Glastonbury is the people and the caring and sharing.

I first went in 1969 to what was then the Shepton Mallet Folk and Blues Festival - it mutated the following year into Glasto. It was the first major British festival after Woodstock and a lot of the Woodstock bands came over and played.

Quite a lot of the audience who'd been to Woodstock also came over and I was shocked to discover that it hadn't all been the spirit of peace and love that we'd been led to believe. I remember one US couple asking us if we could spare then some sugar for their coffee. So we gave them some.

They then asked: "How much do you want for it?" and we told them no money just have it. They then explained that at Woodstock everyone had been charging each other for even little things like that. I was really saddened.

At Glasto I've encountered sharing and help for others like at no other event. The year of the great wash out was for me possibly the best because everyone was rallying round and helping each other out. We had one guy who came up the hill who'd lost everything in the floods - his tent, his clothes, his food and all his money. We squeezed up in our tent and managed to find him some space and gave him a meal. Then another couple came up the hill who'd decided to leave because they couldn't stand the mud. We chatted for a bit, exchanged tales of the mud and introduced the guy who'd lost his tent. "Oh you can have ours," they said and just handed it over.

We had a whip round to give him some cash to keep going and he joined our encampment for the rest of the fest.

That's what Glasto is all about.

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Couldnt agree more, awesome place, and top posts.

sounds like such a cliche' but its true, it is a feeling of 'home' and it cant be beaten.

I've honestly got shivers running down my spine thinking of the last time i arrived, the hard struggle to get to our mates and the camp, then it was just a matter of throwing the rucksack to the floor, gently placing the crates of beer down and supping nicely on a cold one looking over the site, and everyone wandering through the paths, flags and tents all around and the croud roaring with excitement from field to field.

Now you tell me if you can beat that feeling.

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we've been twice to glastonbury and all goin well, this year will be our 3rd. im a disabled 56 year old woman who never EVER really believed she'd achieve one dream. Then, i worried, would i be able to stand the pace before my legs,back,arms finally gave in? this on top of lugging rucksacks about,walkin walkin walkin,and trudging through mud mud mud galore.

well. we've been twice and all going well, this year will be our 3rd. honest folks, i SWEAR its like a heaven on earth, or another planet, (only the mud stops it bein perfect and who the hell cares about that lol).

do do go if you get the chance, iv seen babies gettin pulled about in wee wooden carts and folk in wheelchairs, so if THEY can do it..........

michael eavis i looooove you, for that one special weekend makes a huge difference, to me anyway. i never thought i'd still be alive after my breast cancer scare, so every lovely moment/day etc, is SOOO special. Appreciate what you have my good friends, u dont know what uv got till its gone.

GLASTONBURY RULES OK YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I always wonder what it must be like for people who struggle getting around more than the majority......kids, people with kids and babies, people in wheelchairs etc etc.

It's nice to hear a tale from someone in that situation who appears to love it :D

I'm quite fit and able but Glastonbury IS hard work and I sleep for a whole day and night after it, I can only imagine how difficult it must be at times for disabled people.

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to sean maguire

i have NO idea what point you're tryin to put across! all i meant was, there are all kinds of people from all walks of life who love glastonbury,be they young,old,fit or disabled.

and what the HELL does being an orphan have to do with it?

im no believer in ANY god or heaven, but if there is, by some remote chance, i sure hope there's no one like you there! if iv picked u up wrong then i apologize. otherwise,get on with yer life mate.

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to sean maguire

i have NO idea what point you're tryin to put across! all i meant was, there are all kinds of people from all walks of life who love glastonbury,be they young,old,fit or disabled.

and what the HELL does being an orphan have to do with it?

im no believer in ANY god or heaven, but if there is, by some remote chance, i sure hope there's no one like you there! if iv picked u up wrong then i apologize. otherwise,get on with yer life mate.

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Ha ha ha!

That strange ranting post made me laugh! In the middle of everyone saying how full of peace and love Glastonbury is (which I am not doubting, btw) there's a total random tirade about orphans and God and Sean Maguire!

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At the beggining of Manu Chao there were soem random crusties sitting beside us chatting and having a good time. Me and my dad were sat on fold up chairs waiting for the set to start and I was eating a Crepe. Anyway a random crusty from the group turned around to me wandering what a crepe was, this random crusty was called Tony. Anyway carrying on a bit, my dad made really good friends with this guy, who seemed to agree with everything he said. And he told us that him and his mates managed to sneak in and gave my dad a smoke of something.

Anyway the important part of the story is, it's moments like that which makes glasto so special to me. It plays the most important part of my life and represents me as a person with it's eccentricity, music and the many other things that make it oh so special. And I'll probably never forget talking to that guy Tony for the rest of my life, who also provided one of the funniest moments of my weekend the next day.

Thanks for the convo Tony, and thanks for getting my dad stoned aswell, which meant I could use his money to buy food and random crap for myself the rest of the night. :)

Cheers,

BlackHole2006

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