Glastonbury Festival 2010s — My Glastonbury Story

**Neil Thomas Douglas, 2010**

“Things I remember! I went to get Jen a cider and never returned. She found me several hours later in the kids field watching a dude inside a giant balloon bounce to Mambo number 5. At the end the balloon popped and he was dressed as Elvis.
I met this old man selling cider. He said he was the oldest cider maker in the UK. It was £2 a pint so I had 3. Turns out it was also the strongest cider in the UK. I went missing once again and was found in a dance field with a new found love of french techno.”

Zoe Williams 2010.jpg — **Zoe Williams, 2010**

“This is a photo of myself and my now husband in 2010 at the Pyramid stage. We had both been to Glastonbury before we met and in fact were both right at the front for Blur in 2009. (We must have been metres apart!). We met at a house party 6 months previous to this picture being taken and soon got chatting about the fact that we were going to Glastonbury. His chat up line was, ‘I should get your number and we can meet up at Glastonbury!’ Needless to say we went together that year and for the next 3 years. It’s our special place, our wedding was a festival wedding and we had ‘sighed, sealed delivered’ by Stevie Wonder as our first dance. ”

**Rob Barker, 2010**

“People talk of the Glasto spirit, and as a cynic myself I can understand those who balk at such talk from those who’ve never been. But it’s a very real thing, and in all my years of attending, probably the best example I can give is this. In 2010 Joy finally got sick of my nagging and decided to attend too to see what all the fuss was about. She couldn’t arrive until the weekend though, and a lot of the veterans I knew were sitting it out. This meant I camped alone for the first two days. It didn’t matter as I knew enough people scattered around the site I would wander alone and occasionally meet up. Joy arrived and as we woke on her very first morning there, we discovered we’d been robbed. Most of our money had been taken. After years of me talking about this Shangri-la, we had to report the theft and cancel our cards. What saved the weekend was going over to Welfare and speaking to a woman with a heart of gold who very kindly lent us enough money to not only survive, but enjoy the rest of the festival’s 40th anniversary. This simply wouldn’t happen at any other festival, I think. Our faith in human nature restored, we enjoyed a blisteringly hot weekend, and especially Stevie Wonder.”

Russ Hollowell, 2011One time I was standing in the Park and a guy with guitar stood close by looking around and seemingly in discomfort . He caught my eye and asked if I would look after/ watch his guitar while he went to the loo!! It was Ed O’Brien… — **Russ Hollowell, 2011**
One time I was standing in the Park and a guy with guitar stood close by looking around and seemingly in discomfort . He caught my eye and asked if I would look after/ watch his guitar while he went to the loo!! It was Ed O’Brien, Radiohead guitarist and he heartily thanked me on his return!

He asked if I’d like to watch them on stage!! So I just followed them up when they went on and ended up with signed set list and a thank you for watching guitar with Authentic Glastonbury rain stains !!)

**Beth Rowley, 2011**

““This was our first sunrise at the stone circle together. I was performing with my band and I invited him as a plus one… we’d not long been together. This night seemed to go on forever. I remember this moment at the stone circle so clearly, it felt like we were in a dream. I wanted to carry on forever and I knew I would never forget how perfect it was. He looked so beautiful. New love! No where on earth like it and no one else like my baby.””

**Helen Leigh Steer, 2011**

“I worked the Glastonbury Green Field kid's area in 2011. Me and a group of friends ran an alternative education collective called Mission: Explore and we ran a tent where kids could get and complete fun missions. We had a tiny archaeology site where kids would dig for architecture models with toothpicks, a makeup and storytelling mask station where you could create and become a character and loads of kids also made a massive balloon chain with us, which took over the pirate ship. ”

Ruth Robot-King 2013.jpg — **Ruth Robot-King, 2013**

“My husband Nik took this fab photo in 2013. Just before the start I was approached by a teenage reporter for help who didn’t know who the Rolling Stones were (can’t remember which newspaper). Decided I couldn’t abandon him after his first question “is that Mick Jagger?” So I dictated most of the Twitter uploads and missed watching a lot of the gig. Should have sent them an invoice”

**Rob Barker, 2011**

“Getting to see a reformed Pulp play a surprise set at The Park in 2011 with fellow fan Hannah, followed by The Chemical Brothers on The Other Stage with the gang, was one of my favourite days of the 13 Glastos I’ve attended. ”

**Stevie Holmes, 2011**

“The last time I went to Glasto, it broke my spirit, the rain, the endless rain. And one of the party (not pictured) was not a wise choice for a camping buddy! My brother @fingermanedit here sporting his pink sponge cowboy hat that he also used as a pillow. Handy for finding him in a crowd after going for a piss.”

**Tom Floyd, 2011**

“Our festival gang 2011. We had just seen Friendly Fires. I wasn’t really expecting too much, but to make sure we got a good spot for chemical brothers on the night we decided to get up there early - with the sun setting behind us and the band absolutely smashing their set they were my festival highlight! Take me back!”

Heidi Wesson, 2013

I first went to Glastonbury Festival in 1998. I couldn't afford to go in 2000, that was the year my first daughter Megan died. It was a sudden death from SIDS at 9 days old. It was then that my neighbours and old school friends Ant and Sue introduced me to Tracy Harrison, hygiene manager at the festival, and I started working the festivals. At Glastonbury we cleaned the toilets for THC but it was definitely like of a family than a job and I have met the most amazing people working for her who became family. We are all still super close.

In June 2013 I was 9 months pregnant but the baby was not due until July. My other babies had been born two weeks late so I was not expecting anything to happen just yet. I had been to watch the Rolling Stones on the viewing platform but we left after a few songs (controversial but we were bored!) we went to see Chase and Status instead. I felt a few twinges then but thought it was just her enjoying the music as she often did. Her dad, Sean, had arrived on site that day and gone off with one of our friends to Naughty Corner. I sat in crew camp with a few friends and we rang them to come back. They thought I was joking and came running into the caravan saying he hadn't done a risk assessment that it couldn't happen! Tracy's daughter, Lindsey, called it in on the radio they asked if I was breathing, she said “very heavily she's in labour!!” they couldn't find us so Stu ran to find them. A little festival ambulance van took us to Ivy Mead and we were stopped at every gate. Lindsey ran across site and somehow managed to get to the hospital tent before us and apparently face planted on her way she told me later... no midwife was available and someone told Tracy I had been taken in. She called Lindsey to see if I was alright and appeared in her panda outfit (Glasto-style!). She said very calmly “let's get her out!”.... Emelia (or Acadia as the festival family call her) was born at 3.10am on 30 June, weighing a healthy 6lb 6oz. Tracy, still dressed as a Panda, was crying her eyes out and covered in blood. Her & Sean cut the umbilical cord.

The proper ambulance arrived about 40mins after Emelia arrived. We went to the birthing centre down the road had a bath, tea n toast! I was checked over and then we got picked up and took back to site. All the security had heard about her arrival and let us through.... we had champagne breakfast delivered from Ebony at the park, clothes and presents from all different people across site was all quite bonkers and then the calls from newspapers, tv crews etc started and this was before we had even told the parents. We are so lucky to have had our amazing festival family with us and that everything was ok besides using the long drops after giving birth... I wouldn't recommend!!

**Mark Murphy, 2013**

“I’m sending you a pic of me and my best friend Neil, back at Glastonbury in 2013. This was our third Glasto together and this is my favourite picture of us. In the middle is a barmaid we met and laughed with at a bar in The Park area. The mystery barmaid has made it to my living room wall, in a framed photo of us, despite me not having a clue who she is but then that’s Glastonbury for you! No idea of the name of the bar but I seem to remember seeing a real life mermaid sitting high on a stage in the corner of the tent! Neil & I had one more Glastonbury together in 2014 but sadly he lost his fight with cancer in 2017. As he was such a big part of my Glastonbury experiences I’ve had a t-shirt made with his image on ready to take to the festival so at least I can retain some connection to him but it looks like I will have to wait until 2022 to unveil it. Hopefully it still fits as middle age creeps in!”

**Rob Barker, 2013**

“In 2013, now a father, I attended with Hannah, now the godmother of my daughter Emmie. I met Noel Gallagher, stood behind me waiting to watch Chic. He was very friendly and chatty, and as he nodded to me during the set as if to say, ‘How good is *this*?’, as far as I’m concerned, it means we’re best of mates now and he’ll invite me to the inevitable Oasis reunion. Probably. The Rolling Stones was really memorable. Not just for the fact they were finally performing at Glasto, but I needed to piss so badly, and it was impossible to get through the crowd, Hannah had to watch as I released my bladder into a paper cup under my coat. Sorry, Hannah. Probably ruined the magic of the gig somewhat.”

**Sarah Rowlands, 2013**

“I have been going to Glastonbury since 2005- quite late to the party. One years ticket and you are hooked! I attach photos of the crowd waiting for the Stones in 2013 –a highlight year. We waited at the pyramid from 10am until 9pm to have a spot near the front and were interviewed by the Sunday Times as a result and mentioned on the front page the following day!”

**Steve Bennett, 2013**

“I first went to Glastonbury in 2013. Several friends had been previously and asked me if I wanted to join them. I’d been to loads of gigs and a couple of smaller festivals and in reality, just had no idea what to expect!!!
My first memory (and perhaps my favourite) was that first arrival, I’d hired a Campervan and after we all set-up ‘camp’ we wandered down to the site that evening. The sheer scale of the view from the top of the “hill of death” above Gate C will never leave me. I’ve tried to take a photo of it many times, but perhaps it’s one of those views that should just be seen in the mind...
Over the next few days, I simply fell in love with the place, the warmth, the music, the scale, the diversity and the care that everyone has for each other over those magical days. Perhaps to the surprise of my friends, I was completely hooked and vowed to go every year...
My favourite photo (attached) is this one from 2014 - a bunch of mates just having a great time at the Pyramid stage, which sums up everything about Glastonbury; fun, friendship, laughs, a beer or three and come rain or shine, just magical...
Last year, for the first time, I couldn’t get a ticket and it was then I really realised just how much Glastonbury means to me. Eventually, after months of trying, I got a place as an Oxfam volunteer and today, would have been on my way again for a week in the “Oxfield”. Here’s to 2021!!”

Nigel Brewer-2.jpg — **Nigel Brewer, 2013**

“In 2013 my wife had her 60th birthday coming up the following June. (Her birthday is actually on June 21st Midsummer’s day.)
I asked what she wanted to do for her birthday and she said “ I want to go to Glastonbury”
To cut a long story short we ended up going to Glastonbury the next 4 years. 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017
Over those 4 years we saw some fabulous performances and made many great friends and memories.
We always travelled from Essex to the festival on the Tuesday night and would then either sleep in the car or in the queue so that we could get a good pitch when the site opened on the Wednesday.
We would camp on Big Ground most of the time so that we could easily get to the Pyramid stage.
We’ve been to a lot of festivals over the years but the atmosphere at Glastonbury is like no other place. It might get packed, it might and usually does get muddy, you probably won’t sleep for almost a week but we wouldn’t change it for anything.”

Photos below by Emma Stoner, 2014

Anna McAdam-Ankers, 2014

“I took my Dad to Glastonbury for his 60th He'd never been before, he went missing with our camper van keys for 3 days and I had to sleep rough until I managed to locate him! The upside from that year is that the guy I slept rough outside with I’m now married to.”

Lucy Trotter, 2014

“I’ve been to a few years with my now husband who introduced me to the festival. One year we were in the middle of 4th Ivf cycle so didn’t know if we could go but Luckily the festival weekend fell inbetween collecting eggs and transferring back in. Made a wish on the Yoko Ono wish tree in peace garden. The following year we went with our just under 3 month old!! Such a special place in my life!”

**Megan Dodds, 2014**

“This is a picture from my first Glastonbury in 2014, with my best friend Billie-May and our mums, Bev and Astrid. The four of us had the most gorgeous time and we didn’t stop laughing once. I still chuckle to myself when I think about the laughs we had that year. Astrid is a hardcore Glasto goer and has been going since the 90s, so she showed us the ropes and made sure we all had a ball.”

**Jen Wiseman, 2014**

“Club De Fromage on a Thursday night! Official shenanigans crew! Woodhouse (tall) and Jonny Hill! We get messy every year! Since 2004!”

Ella Fielding 2014-2.jpg — **Ella Fielding, 2014**

“Carving at Glastonbury 2014 this beaut with the Treepirates. It's also the year I discovered carving in the relentless sun in class C chainsaw trousers is brutal and the only other option was a mini skirt and chaps!?! Good Lord. Not quite the outfit I would choose but better than collapsing from heat stroke. God I miss these days. Take me back! @treepirates next year carving crew? ”

**Rob Barker, 2014**

“2014 was my last to date and although I was still a childish idiot at times (the pic my mate Jim took of me wearing his unicorn mask, while stood in a particular spot, made me appear to be vomiting a rainbow that was over the site. It’s had over a thousand likes on Instagram since), I was also getting moanier and felt like I couldn’t hack camping anymore. If I was to return I’d have to do it in a tipi or a hotel or campervan. And having seen the prices it cost to do that, I felt like maybe my time was up.
But my love for Glasto never really went away and every year since I loved the BBC footage. Preach, Ian, his wife Julie and I decided to make our triumphant return for the 50th anniversary in 2020. I was really excited as Ian and Julie hadn’t attended in years and I’d had some of my best moments there with these three. Preach has lived in New Zealand for years now so don’t get to see each other anywhere near enough. We failed in getting tickets, and then COVID-19 happened.
I’m 41 now. I really hope the pandemic doesn’t mean the end of the festival, because in these scary, uncertain times, we need it more than ever. I still hope, despite demand making it so difficult to get tickets, that I return one day and can show my daughters Emmie and Sylvie how much it means to me. When I die, I want some of my ashes sprinkled there. Thank you, Michael and Emily, for everything.”

**Richie Moose Davis, 2014**

“A simple story, nothing out of the ordinary.
We’ve been going to Glastonbury as a family since 2005 when our kids were 10 and 14. We missed 2014 as I was ill. We go as a big group of all ages, but mainly younger; me and my wife are the veterans . The usually MO is for me to do the shoulder rides for the gang as I’m pretty broad in the beam, a thirty year fire fighter gets you in shape for the lifting and carrying details.In the picture below, Chic have just started Good Times (one of all time favourite tracks...I was dancing to it when it was released) My gang had secretly planned to reverse the roll, so it’s me up top and my son doing the heavy lifting. As you can see, he gets his looks from his mum. To me it’s a picture of sheer unadulterated joy.”

Paul Adam, 2014 (photos below)

“It was almost not meant to be, we failed to get tickets in the main sale and had actually booked some other festivals to go to, but the resale in April came round so we thought we would give it a shot. We were of course successful!!

Now, as we all know, Glastonbury doesn’t release a full line up (and sometimes headliners) till after all tickets are sold out...I’d heard the Prince rumours as I think every single person on the planet had, and for me that was very cool (I should add at this point that my music tastes are VERY wide and varied from folk to electronic, indie to metal!)... anyway, as time went on it became clear that the Prince thing wasn’t going to happen, especially when the full line up was eventually released and the Saturday headliner was confirmed as Metallica!
For me, this was just the best news, I have been a big Metallica fan for..well...ever!! So the confirmation that they were playing was a huge deal for me.

And at first, that was that...chuffed that one of my favourite bands were playing a festival I was going to... but a few weeks before the festival I had a sudden recall that I knew that Metallica always do a fan club “meet and greet” at every gig they play, access to this meet and greet is usually via a lottery draw, put your name forward and if successful you would get a notification. I logged into the fan club site and they were indeed running a lottery draw for the Glastonbury show!!

I thought to myself, how many Metallica fans (and fan club members) would generally buy tickets for Glastonbury ...historically there had never been any metal band play there before so chances were good that I might be lucky enough to be drawn.
And yeah, couple of days after I got a notification from the Metallica production team that I was successful and would be meeting the band before they played! Suffice to say, this was MASSIVE news, but it’s not the end of the story!!
So the festival weekend comes round and firstly...I have to say just WOW! Nothing can prepare you for the scale of Glastonbury...it is unlike any other festival anywhere (and I have been to a lot) the weekend started off dry, then on the Friday a massive thunderstorm came over the site and they had to shut down every stage in fear of a lightning strike (we got soaked...but didn’t care!) this ended up with mud everywhere, standard Glasto conditions really.

The day of Metallica’s headline set came around and I made my way to the meeting point (my other half joking that she was dropping me off at the Metallica Crèche for the evening)... we were ushered into a backstage area where we were told to sit tight and the band would be round to meet us in due course, the band came round (one at a time) and spoke with us all one to one, signed stuff and posed for photos... last to come round was Lars Ulrich, Metallica’s drummer. Had a great chat with him (discussed that I was from Aberdeen and he knew someone from Aberdeen too...ACDC’s old tour manager apparently)... he made it round the rest of the guys and was just getting ready to head off and said to us all how great it was to meet everyone, and hope we all have a great rest of the weekend and that he’ll see us all up on stage later...

WAIT....WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?
He dashed off and a member of the production team then popped in and floored us all by saying that we hadn’t mis-heard Lars, all of us would be up on the stage with the band for the whole show... cue everyone getting very excited.... The production contact said there was a minor issue that they wanted a few more folk to come up on stage so handed us a set of wrist bands and told us to go out into the crowds and find friends and bring them with us.

So yeah... In the end there must have been a crowd of about 100 or so of us.
We were all led up into the backstage area, some had flags with them (they also dished out some flags for those that didn’t have their own) and immediately before the band came on we were ushered onto the stage to form a crowd behind the band... cue one of the best nights of my festival going life... being stood on stage...The Pyramid Stage!!! At the first Glastonbury I had been to, with the Saturday night headliner ...who just happened to be one of my favourite bands!

If you watch the footage carefully from that show you can spot me quite a few times :)
Happy to say that I have been to every Glastonbury since that weekend, in fear of repeating myself, there is no place like it on earth...it is simply the best festival, with the best people, the best artists, the best atmosphere (rain or shine!)...although a little sad to say that we didn’t (yet!) get tickets for 2020, we will be crossing everything for the resale day for 2021 I guess!
And there we have it, my Glastonbury story! It’s a story I have retold to countless friends and work colleagues (I have a t-shirt kindly given to me by my work colleagues that says "have I told you about the time I was on the pyramid stage with Metallica" and an evening that will stay with me forever!”

**Hayalsu Altinordu, 2015**

“Glastonbury has been a lifelong dream for me. It's almost like a myth to be able to buy a ticket outside the U.K. As a music business professional who has been traveling worldwide for music festivals, I was always dreaming of going to Glastonbury. And I tried it for five years. It turned out that 5th year was the charm with the help of Aybuke. We were in front of our laptops simultaneously, and after 20 minutes, I was jumping around with the joy of buying tickets for two. I flew from Istanbul to London, and the story kicked off in 2015.
Preparing for Glastonbury was so much fun, and luckily, I went there with Aybuke, an experienced tent builder. We found a perfect spot for our tents, and that was it! Walking for kilometers every day, trying to decide which stage to go and watching the blue sky from the Glastonbury hill was dreamy. It was the most authentic festival I've ever been to. Lionel Richie's performance was the most unexpected act, which was lovely. I think Kanye was a total disaster, and it felt like a waste of time, whereas Pharell was pure fun. Witnessing a rock legend such as The Who was also unforgettable. We learned that Dave Grohl had to cancel Foo Fighter's performance due to an accident, but I knew Florence + The Machine would make up for it, and I was right. She just rocked the stage with her ethereal voice and breathtaking performance.
Of course, the whole experience wasn't all pink clouds. I could only wash my hair once with ice-cold water, we waited for food queues and missed out on performances, and I got thrown mud and having to walk with it for hours. But it was worth it, and I hope to go back to Glastonbury one day. When we were about the leave Glastonbury field, we took photos and videos with all the trash madness in front of the Pyramid stage. The love and effort put into Glastonbury are breathtaking. When I want to go back to my happy place and smile, the only thing I need to do is to browse through our Glastonbury photos and videos. Long live Glastonbury.”

**Aybuke Myers, 2015**

“Hayalsu and I worked as a team to get Glastonbury tickets. In 2015 dreams came true. We decided to take the train from Paddington to Glastonbury. British organisers are amazing, they completely nailed the whole transport process. Everyone was in line, peacefully waiting for their train in the queue, a British classic. You couldn’t say these people are going to a massive festival if it wasn’t for the backpacks and tents they carried. It was totally relaxed and peaceful.
Then the entrance to the festival area!! I have been to many festivals but never felt so welcomed at the entrance. You immediately get the feeling that you are entering a space of freedom and you belong there. While carrying all the stuff we brought, I saw people dragging their tents and food in market trolleys. That is genius, isn’t it! Noted for the next festival 
2 tiny people, we easily managed to find a tent spot for our little tent looking across to Pyramid stage despite arriving on Thursday. Settled in and happy to start discovering the area. That discovery I believe could not be completed in 4 days. Such a massive field, so much creative artwork, unbelievable stage designs! On day 2, our Health app showed 20 km walking distance achieved! Yet, no sign of tiredness.
The incredible line up required running from one stage to the other, letting ourselves float over crowds at narrow crossings. Seeing Maccabees one last time before the band split was a great opportunity. Patti Smith and Dalai Lama stage appearance was a magical moment. Throughout the festival, we enjoyed every bit of Lionel Richie ques; food stall signs, stickers, flags all calling for the big Lionel Richie! Indeed, he was also in awe and said after all these years he finally made it to Glastonbury. So did we Lionel, yaaay!!
While Kanye West’s performance was a total disappointment for us, the most amazing headline moment was Florence and the Machine. Oh, didn’t she shine like the rising Sun into the darkness!!! We indeed danced and singed along with Florence and that performance will never be forgotten.
The funniest moment for me was slipping in the toilet and wetting myself all over. Ended up waiting in the shower queue for 3 hours but that shower was so nice! I did wake up at 6 am next 2 mornings to start my day in style with a hot shower! ”

**Emma James, 2015 (pic by Vanessa Miles)**

“That’s me in the background with the rainbow hat. I think the girl was actually a woman knelt down on her knee. He was so gracious and stopped to speak with several of us along the route. He held my hand just before this shot and I wished him a happy birthday.”

**Harriet, 2015**

“This is my first photo with Harry on the weekend we met at Glastonbury 2015. He’s on bottom left and I’m on top of him. It was Sunday afternoon, hours before our first kiss at the pyramid stage, watching The Who. We were due to get married this June in Somerset and head to the festival for our honeymoon. Like many things, the wedding and Glastonbury have been postponed! Till next year...”

Jen Wiseman-2.jpg — **Russ Hollowell, 2015**

“Woodys story. Our Glastonbury adventures began in the 80’s and continued with family through the 90’s and beyond .After securing tickets for 2015 in the initial sale, we found out two weeks later that we were ‘adding’ to our ‘kids field ‘ gang !! .. natures last laugh ... at the age of 52 and my lovely wife 45 this was a bit of a shock but a very joyous one .Then reality bit ... so the new arrival would be making his appearance towards the end of .. er .. JUNE !! .As it got closer we were still unsure of our plans but fortunately Woody Fox Hollowell.. was born on the 7th June .. giving us AGES to prep for the festival??.
Two weeks later he attended his first festival which is an achievement but even more of an achievement for mummy !! Festival two weeks after giving birth !
The following pics are from Woodys first ( including a cuddle from Flo ) second and third festival .. all by the age of two ! Many more to follow hopefully.”

Natasha Quinn.jpg — **Natasha Quinn, 2015**

“Glastonbury 2015. sweet memories of working in the healing field. The healing field crew is like a big family, chai by the fire, daily sauna and shower ventures, communal dinners, massage swaps, and lots of laughter ? here I am with Bettina and Simon getting ready for the opening ceremony.
Happy days. love Glastonbury vibes”

**Lee Jackson, 2015**

“Ok, where do I start?
I am going to try to keep this to 500 words and fit in some standout moments of my 4 festival visits to the inspirational Worthy Farm. 500 words – it ain’t gonna happen trust me!
I think the most mindblowing feeling I experienced was that first sight of the Festival all set up and ready to go back in 2015 when I arrived as a total newbie. The rolling fields that I had watched transform via the totally addictive BBC webcam from lush green grazing land to a city that never sleeps complete with everything from a monstrous, nocturnal fire breathing spider, to the sprawling Healing Fields where the pressures of everyday life seem so far away.
Since those first days of arriving at what my wife Claire somewhat aptly names as her “happy place” we have been back every non fallow year with best friends, Annalie, Dave and Luke (whose names I must mention for introducing us to this world in the first place!) and have continued to encounter new experiences, meet new mates, catch up with old ones, hear new things and laugh like we never laughed away from those fields.
Here, among all of this, I must mention a serious part that we and many other amazing and altruistic people are actually on site for.
We are all part of a voluntary organisation which is so important for every performer, ticket holder, security member, guest and more, namely Festival Medical Services. As a group we are there to attend to every medical need both physically and mentally.
My role in this unbelievably skilled and committed team is to be a member of the infrastructure / production team, where I help set up medical facilities, stock with supplies, and ensure all is ready before those big green gates open and, at the end, to help return all of the areas back to the “love the farm, leave no trace” status once all the happy people leave for another year.
Please take a moment to look at our website for what many will find an illuminating range of care provided, notice our proudly achieved Queens Award for Voluntary Services, and to see how you can help fund the ongoing efforts that help to keep everyone safe at many UK events. www.festival-medical.org
So now I go back to my festival moments and favourite times with all things related to Muddy Lane and more.
Favourite Act – difficult – so difficult, but to name a few. The Who, Pyramid Stage ; & Suede, John Peel Stage 2015; Coldplay, Pyramid Stage on er’ indoors birthday 2016; Don Letts, The Glade 2017, I think, it was a bit of a blur! The Killers & Kylie, Pyramid Stage 2019, although the Burt Bacharach sing-a-long was another of those surreal, only on the farm experiences that this hardened, tattoo covered Mod will never forget.
Oh – only approx. 40 words left! – I am going to over-run. Sorry, but told you so!
So succinctly, other favourite things, the early morning bleary eyed guardian back-pack odysseys, while everyone else is glued inside sleeping bags. Again, the peace that descends when you take a moment in the Healing Fields, the self-satisfying trek up to Strummerville for that must have t shirt, The amazing opportunity to meet the Glastonbury Sign man “Mo” – a gentle soul with time for a chat whilst listening to the cricket and dipping his brush in a can inside the Aladdin’s cave that is the Red Barn.
And lastly the night my tired and emotional mate, Dave, had an emergency call of nature, and in a real novice move, dashed through the mud to the boys room. His trainer – yes trainer! -was sucked from his foot with a loud squelch and his now only sock clad foot returned itself to mother earth as his hand met his forehead in resignation and self pity. All to the echoes of my cider induced guffaws.
Glastonbury – we love you and depend on you!
Festival Medical Services – we love and depend on you!
Long live Worthy Farm!”

**Lucinda Evans, 2015**

“You could say that Lyla’s first Glastonbury was back in 2014 when I attended at 7/8months pregnant. Myself and Lyla’s dad had previously attended in 2010 & 2013.
When I was pregnant I was constantly told by people that we wouldn’t be able to do all the things we had done as a couple but chose not to listen to them!
Glastonbury 2015 came along and we were very excited to be able to take Lyla to her first festival. We all had a fantastic time as we always had, we got lots of people stopping and asking us how we managed it and praising us for taking her. That year some of the artists we saw included Lionel Ritchie, The Who, Motörhead, Mark Ronson and Idris Elba!
Luckily we managed to get tickets again in 2016 and it was a different experience again with a now 1year old. Again, Lyla absolutely loved the festival and was even more aware of what was going on. Some artists we saw this year included James, Blossoms, Jeff Lyne’s ELO and Madness.
2019 was our last festival and Lyla was 4 years old. She was so excited to be heading back to the farm. We absolutely loved camping in Cockmill Meadow (previous years we stayed with family in West Campervan field), Lyla loved the milk being sold from the back of the tractor and excitedly waited for them each morning, we made it to the Kidz Field for the first time and Lyla enjoyed all the free activities on offer, she had a blast sampling all the different foods and ice creams, we had a fab time dancing at the Greenpeace Big Fish Little Fish Rave on a Thursday brunch and some of the acts we saw were Kylie, The Vaccines, Gerry Cinnamon, her favourites George Ezra & Liam Gallagher and she has a blast watching The Killers and even told her dad to take her down to the front for Stormzy which she returned with a unicorn headband. Steve telling me on their return it was like the parting of the sea getting through the crowd as he had Lyla on his shoulders!! Not forgetting we got to see the amazing Sir David Attenborough this year.
Lyla was gutted that the last 2 years have been cancelled and always talks about Glasto. Hopefully she will continue to love it as we do. So many happy memories and so pleased that we have been lucky enough to take her. It’s a truly special place for all ages and I’d definitely say to anyone struggling to decide if or not to go pregnant, with a baby, toddler or child of any age, just do it, it is by far the best life experience with so much on offer.”

**Cat Banks, 2015**

“Any trip to Glastonbury always starts with the gauntlet of buying tickets: a hugely stressful affair in which you and your housemates gather with your laptops on your knees in your living room, hungover, on a Sunday morning in October. Your most organised pal sends round a baffling spreadsheet of names, postcodes, and reference numbers. Your bank card balances on the arm of the sofa like a dangerous weapon. The digital clock on your phone ticks past 8:59 and you start furiously refreshing. The adrenaline starts pulsing through your body and your heart is pounding at the prospect of potentially going to the best festival in the world with your friends in eight months’ time. Or the alternative: failing your mission and being left to miserably avoid all media coverage of the last weekend in June whilst nursing a chronic case of FOMO.
Although the ritual of getting Glastonbury tickets is not the most enjoyable part of the festival, it’s certainly memorable. There’s such a feeling of glory as you secure tickets for yourself and five of your friends; their hands enthusiastically clapping you on the back and hugs all round. On the other hand, words cannot describe the bitter horror of getting through to the ticket buying page and putting in all your details only to be transported back to a holding page and watching your session time out before your eyes. Never have I felt my heart beat as fast as when I was typing in those reference numbers.
It’s all worth it though -when you’re standing by a huge bonfire at the stone circle on a balmy Wednesday evening in June surrounded by your mates, smiling, warm and grateful.
The first Glastonbury I went to was in 2015, a year bathed in sunshine. On the final day, the temperature soared to 33 degrees. One friend passed out with half his face in the sun and half in the shade, resulting in a two-tone facial sunburn. We camped in Park Home Ground -near to the lair of Arcadia’s giant metallic spider. We could hear it breathing fire from our tents.
I would describe this weekend as one of the happiest of my life. Never before have I felt so cocooned in the warmth of humanity and unity.
My best friend had promised me that Glastonbury was special.
“But it’s so big,” I had moaned to her,“what if I don’t like it? I’m definitely more of a small festival person.”
Nothing could prepare me for the feeling of utter kinship I experienced that weekend, like the time spent marauding around the festival with my motley crew of sparkling friends, dripping in sequins, feathers and glitter. Equally, the moments forming strong bonds with new festival friends after a quick chat in the toilet queue.
Musical highlights included watching Florence and the Machine light up the night at the Pyramid stage, beautifully filling the boots of Dave Grohl, who was injured at the last minute so could not play. West Holts quickly became my favourite stage with its eclectic mix of world music, jazz, soul and funk. Sunset on Saturday saw Todd Terje take to the decks for a mind-blowing set that complimented the streaks of pink and orange clouds that adorned the sky. George Clinton finished with a a funkadelic set to remember. It was just too good. I remember riding on the shoulders of one of my mates looking out across the mass of dancing bodies, thinking this is the best feeling in the world and I never want it to end.
As I unglued myself from my tent and hopped into my wellies on the second morning, I was informed that “spooky Thursday” was upon us. Traditionally the day that my group of mates would take hallucinogens and roam the festival site. The day quickly descended in a blur of laughter as we escaped the sun to find shelter in the shady permaculture woods. In a wooded glade we proceeded to piss ourselves laughing at the smallest thing such as attempting to drink water from a camelback water carrier without it squirting into your face. A short walk from our little clearing, a lady was making heavily spiced onion pakoras in a vat of oil hanging over a campfire, served alongside a rich coconut curry. I swear to God it was the most delicious food I have ever tasted, despite the fact that my bowl appeared to be swimming with imaginary creepy crawlies. My ribs aching and my face fixed in a permanent grin, I felt satiated with laughter and love for my friends, and for this wonderful place.
The thing I soon realised about Glastonbury is that it really doesn’t matter if you have heard of who you’re watching on stage, everything is so wonderfully curated that whatever you watch is a stonker of a show. No need to go traipsing from one side of the festival to the other just to see Coldplay (no offence to them! I’m sure they were great), but simply allow yourself to float around the festival catching what you can. Save your legs and open your heart and mind to new music. On the third morning, my best friend Lydia and I got into our bikinis at the campsite and tipped a bucket of cold water over our heads, scrubbed under our pits and washed each others hair. This went some way towards blowing away the hangover and preparing us for the last few days of the festival, which passed in a blur of sunsets, face paint and endless dancing into the night. In an attempt to squeeze every last drop out of Glastonbury, a friend and I stayed up to watch the sunrise over the stone circle. This final photo is a picture of me at that moment the sun dawned on the Monday, after thousands of cigarettes and hours of dancing, feeling happy and free.”

**Elizabeth Burchill, 2015**

“Mike and I met at Glastonbury 2015. Sunday night at the Rabbit Hole. I remember Mark Ronson played a secret set about 2am.
I was there with Emma. Mike was there with a big group of boys. Em and I are both pretty small and it was busy and were getting jostled a bit while trying to dance. The group of boys near us felt sorry for us (or maybe fancied us) and invited us to join their group. And that's when I got chatting to David, Mike's best mate. They were seasoned Glasto goers, all having been 10+ times. We ended up dancing with Mike, David and their other friend Kevin til the Rabbit Hole closed, then we wandered down to a bench and watched the sun come up. Total Glasto moment.
At some point during the night, we clearly all became 'Facebook friends'.
Em and I left to get the bus back to Edinburgh about 6am, and Mike, David and Kev went back to London. And that was that. To be honest, the next day, I couldn't even remember which one was Kevin and which one was Mike!!
Fast forward a year. Glasto 2016. The year it rained! Em and I had tickets again. About a week before, Mike messages me to say that he and David were going again, and it would be good to meet up. Em and I thought we were pretty cool now, having friends we meet up with at Glasto...!! We met up for LCD Soundsystem and then, of course, it was Sunday night at the Rabbit Hole. This year we swapped telephone numbers. Then once again, Emma and I left and went back to Edinburgh and they went back to London.
Fast forward a year. Glasto 2017. Emma is pregnant and she doesn't think she'll be up for late night partying! So, I message Mike and ask if I can party with him and David after Emma goes to bed? His answer, of course! The four of us actually end up hanging out quite a lot that weekend, seeing bands during the day, getting food together, and when Emma headed to bed about 11pm each night, I would hunt the boys down and the three of us would head to Shang-ri-la or Arcadia or Glade. A few weeks before Glastonbury, I'd been offered a new job which was 50% Edinburgh and 50% London starting in the July. I didn't have any friends in London, so I asked Mike and David if I could be their friend and hang out with them sometimes when I was down... After another Sunday night down the Rabbit Hole, Emma and I headed back to Edinburgh and they back to London, this time promising we'd see each other soon (especially as 2018 was to be fallow).
I started my new job, and started meeting up with Mike and David when I was in London; then one fateful night, David couldn't make it. Mike and I had never spent any time alone...turns out we quite liked each other... and the rest is history! We did long distance for two years, between Edinburgh and London, but now live together in Edinburgh. There was no Glasto in 2018, but in 2019 we were there together, ending the weekend at the Rabbit Hole, of course (although it moved so not quite the same).
My first birthday after we got together, Mike bought me a Rabbit Hole t-shirt. And we have the Glasto 2015 poster framed on the wall in our home together.
Glastonbury is the most magical place, and it's even more magical for us because it'll always be the start of our story. We hope we're still going when we're 80!
Attached are some (fairly grainy) shots of us over the years from our first meeting to Glasto 2019! We don't have tickets for 2022 but have our fingers crossed for the resale!
Thanks
Mike & Liz aka Beardie & Blondie xx”

Ali Bird 2016.jpg — **Ali Bird, 2016**

“2016 - gosh that was a hard year. Going to the Jo Cox Memorial and listening to Billy Bragg sing so sweetly on the Thursday, then waking up to hear the Brexit vote result reverberating across the site with tent after tent just going "fuuuuuuuuck". That was HARD. This picture was taken while we were waiting for ELO to start on Sunday afternoon.”

Caroline Kenmore, 2016

I was working in Arcadia that year, and was told the result by a Leaver, who was happy about it. We had an awkward walk back to base, that's when I found out quite a few of the crew had voted for it. I changed my feelings a little about working in the coolest venue on site after that.

Janetta Morton, 2016

“I threw up in my caravan I was so upset. There were old hippie die hard festival organiser folk I knew singing rule Britannia all around the green fields.”

**Graham Fitzgerald, 2016**

“Friday morning of the festival, I remember being woken up by somebody in a nearby tent screaming at the top of her voice 'David Cameron has just resigned!'. While I'd been paying attention to the Brexit vote in the lead-up to going to Glastonbury, it felt to me like a foregone conclusion that we'd vote to remain and the referendum wouldn't change anything. After hearing the nearby shouting, I checked my phone to see a string of BBC News alerts and furiously tried to catch up on what had happened while I was passed out in my tent.
That entire day the whole site had a weird energy to it - by mid-afternoon our group were joking about how ever act we'd seen that day, across numerous stages, had commented on the result and how devastating it was. Trying to process the news while also trying to have an amazing time at a festival was a weird mix of emotions. From chatting to strangers throughout the day, it seemed like almost every 20-something at the festival had voted to stay in the EU - we were all collectively mourning a future that hadn't happened yet. ”

**Meg Pope, 2016**

“2016 was pretty intense, weather wise! Left Bristol at 7am Wednesday, got to Pilton in 45 minutes only to be redirected to the Bath and West showground and held for hours as they let campervans on the site in groups of 4...took us 10 hours to get on site and had to be towed in by a tractor (and out again on the Monday!) Could have kissed the tractor driver we were so happy to be in!!”

**Jeremy Byrne, 2016**

“I’ve been going to Glastonbury since 1999, then in the run up to 2016 I secured tickets for my wife, step son and friends. I spent the build up months doing what I normally do, chatting about Glastonbury on eFestivals, making flavoured vodka and obtaining more fancy dress.
I thought back to 2005 and the fun we had, that year my friends dad had passed away and we cleared out the garage and house. Now obviously a relative passing away is not a catalyst for fun normally but bear with me. Cleaning out the garage we found hundreds of assorted sunglasses and a few catalogues. His dad was a bit of a wheeler dealer and had bought in bulk to sell on. We took 4 boxes to Glastonbury and a couple of catalogues. Once we were there we gave sunglasses out for free to wrecked people much to their confusion and our glee. There are two moments that stick out as particularly joyous, the first was at the dance tent. Down at the front there was a sea of wide eyed ravers chewing their faces and sweatily bopping away. We targeted them straight away with the extra small children’s sunglasses, handing them over telling them their heads were massive, expanding, might explode.....much fun, much confusion. The second was at camp 4am/5am sat round camp fire getting wrecked and anyone that walked by we tried to tempt in with free sunglasses and free tequila. Most said no thanks and shuffled off into the sunrise but a few came. We sat them down gave them a swig of tequila and gave them the catalogue to peruse, we said any pair you want they are yours if we have them in stock. They sat discussing options, pros and cons, we talked style, lense colour then once a decision was made we went through the boxes and gave them away to them.
So back to 2016, I wanted to recreate that joy. I looked online for cheap but interesting things I could buy to give away, sunglasses again? No needed to be different....I’m not sure how but I found 100 inflatable flamingos for £100. Now my wife wasn’t keen on me spending £100 on tat to give to strangers but I had an idea. I set up a crown funding page and said donate £1 or more and I will try and get you a flamingo or at least let you know where I am giving them away. I put in £20 to get it started, the donations flooded in, I could have probably kept it going to £300 but I stopped at 100.
Then when Glastonbury came I took 20-30 out with me each day, and whenever we sat for a drink or food I blew them up and gave them all away. We then spent the whole weekend spotting them around the site. My wife wanted to go to the front of the pyramid for Coldplay so I gave her some flamingos to give out down there, resulting in this photo on the BBC. Looking back almost every band had a least one flamingo in the crowd that year.”

**Joel Segal, 2016**

“2016 - This was my first Glastonbury (aged 44) - and I think it really summed up Glastonbury from all the fabulous stories people had told me over the years - the incredibly moving tribute to Jo Cox led by Billy Bragg, the devastating referendum result, the mud, the Syrian Orchestra with Damon Albarn, the mud, the Glastonbury spirit amongst everyone who was there, the mud, Adele on the Pyramid stage Saturday night and my personal highlight - being there to see my son performing with his band called Suspect Alibi in the Rabbit Hole....a truly unforgettable Glastonbury experience, hope I can get tickets again one day...Happy 50th Glastonbury!”

Jon Cousins-2.jpg — **Mayor of Glastonbury town, Jon Cousins**

“Just to hear the opera singer singing rock & roll so pure – I thought I saw the Mayor there, but I wasn’t really sure.”
2016 was a tremendously special Glastonbury for me. To begin with, I had the huge privilege and honour of being elected the 317th Mayor of Glastonbury town that May, and – during the early part of the year – had been having conversations with Michael Eavis about how the town and festival could be more supportive and work closer together. One outcome being the Beeb making a superb little promotional film called ‘The magic of Glastonbury town’, which was screened on BBC 2, on the evening of Friday, 24th June – just before Muse headlined on the Pyramid Stage – and again on the Saturday afternoon.
On the opening day of the Festival (Wednesday, 22nd June) I had a bit of fun with Greg James on BBC Radio One – being that week’s ‘Mayor of Where?’
Greg James: “What was your town’s Roman name?”
Me: “It was called ‘Ynys Witrin’...”
Greg James: “What sort of things go on there?”
Me: “Well, we have an annual carnival and an annual festival – it’s a sort of cultural festival;
theatre and arts – and some popular bands ...in fact my band is playing at the festival this year...”
Greg James: “And what’s your band called Jon?”
Me: “My band is called ‘Ophiuchus’ ...which is almost as good as ‘Ynys Witrin’!”
Greg James: “I think I’m going to stop your there – considering what week we’re in I am going to take a guess – are you the Mayor of Glastonbury?”
Me: “I am indeed!”
Greg James: “And you’re playing this weekend!”
Me: “Yes – in fact, I am the first Mayor of Glastonbury to ever perform at the festival!”
...And the Mayor of Glastonbury did perform – with Ophiuchus – on the Bandstand Stage at 1 pm on the Friday!
However, the icing on the cake was watching one of my all-time favourites – Jeff Lynne and ELO – on the Sunday afternoon, and suddenly realising that a truly unique moment was upon me when they performed ‘Rockaria!’ – the lyrics being:
“Just to hear the opera singer singing rock & roll so pure, I thought I saw the Mayor there, but I wasn’t really sure.”
...and saying: “wait a minute... That’s me!”
**Photo © Jason Bryant**

Joel Segal 2016.jpg — **Joel Segal, 2016**

“2016 - This was my first Glastonbury (aged 44) - and I think it really summed up Glastonbury from all the fabulous stories people had told me over the years - the incredibly moving tribute to Jo Cox led by Billy Bragg, the devastating referendum result, the mud, the Syrian Orchestra with Damon Albarn, the mud, the Glastonbury spirit amongst everyone who was there, the mud, Adele on the Pyramid stage Saturday night and my personal highlight - being there to see my son performing with his band called Suspect Alibi in the Rabbit Hole....a truly unforgettable Glastonbury experience, hope I can get tickets again one day...Happy 50th Glastonbury!”

Jo Cooley-5.jpg — **Jo Cooley, 2016**

“Glastonbury 2016. This year was the first time I took my kids and they absolutely loved it. This brought back so many memories from my days, about their age, going to Glastonbury. 2016 was a VERY VERY muddy year and my youngest got stuck in the mud in his little wellies but was scooped out by a passer by, it rained so much you couldn't even walk on the grass.. there was no grass. But this did not dampen our spirits at all. The Friday was also the day we found out we were leaving the European Union, and although shocked and saddened I couldn't of wished to be in a better place at that moment to make me feel human, alive and connected with the greatness of the world, because this is what Glastonbury means to me!”

**Samantha Nash, 2016**

“Glastonbury was Brexit year. It was the year when everyone had an opinion on politics that they wanted to share!
It was also the muddiest experience I had ever had in my entire life. My daughter was a student nurse at the time & was physically sick in the tent from exhaustion after coming off back to back shift. I thought we would have to leave early but thankfully she’s made of stronger stuff and we stayed until sunrise on the Monday morning.
This particular Glastonbury really had tested our love for the place. It had been hard work with all the rain and mud. But if we hadn’t ever experienced all that, we wouldn’t really have experienced the real Glastonbury, would we? ”

**Vicky Steward, 2016**

“I personally navigate around the festival using 30 years of memories, which is of absolutely no use to anyone else at all. The main memory I think I will retain from 2016’s very muddy event is of the spot close to Arcadia (we’d just been to see the show which was fantastic) where we spent an hour on Friday night. We stopped by some litter bins and discovered the car-sized patch of mud in front of us was somehow more treacherous than the rest. About half of the people trying to get through it got stuck, fell over and lost their wellies. Being the helpful, kind people we are we started placing bets on who would go over next. The family next to us (who turned out to be from Pilton) joined in with an It‘s a Knockout style commentary. We then all started applauding: 1. All the people who fell over and 2. All the people who looked like they were going to fall over but didn’t. I did have a fleeting moment of guilt at not actually helping anyone, but actually, it’s hard to help when you are laughing so much you are crying. Besides, most of the people who went in to help fell over and lost their wellies too. At one point a group of security surrounded the mud and looked intimidatingly at it, but it defied their control measures and persisted in being sticky and hazardous, so they went away again. ”

Smitty Smith-6.jpg — **Smitty Smith, 2016**

“I’ve had the honour of being involved in some awesome creative projects with the Treepirates for many years at Glastonbury Festival plus a great year (2016) with Avalon Axes in the Green Crafts field teaching people to throw axes! I haven’t got nearly as many photos of those projects as I wish I had, sooo many fun times and awesome friends came out of this amazing collaboration of creative people. Long live Glastonbury Festival!”

**Charlie Davies, 2016**

“In 2016, during a particularly muddy festival, I saw an artist with his easel, standing in a puddle, painting the festival.
I was intrigued and inspired, and although at the time I thought it was so beyond my capabilities, I squirreled the idea away in the back of my mind. Three years later I felt brave enough to have a go myself and as with all things, where I feel nervous and need a bit of bravery, I did not regret lugging my paints on to the site and having a go.
There are many people who are inspirational to me and I will always be grateful to Peter Brown (fondly known as Pete the Street) for putting the idea of painting at Glastonbury into my head. Do check out his work; he’s an absolute master!
Painting makes me so happy and Glastonbury is one of my favourite places on the planet, so painting there is heavenly!
As with all things Glasto, the people really make it, and I had so many lovely relaxed chats while sitting there doing my thing. More memories to treasure. Fingers crossed we will be able to head on over to Pilton one day soon and soak up more of the joy that is Glastonbury Festival.”

**Zoradi & Phoebe, 1983 & 2016**

“The top photo was taken in 1983, when I was 19 or 20. My daughter Phoebe tried to recreate this in 2016 (below) when she was the same age.”

Andy Gibbon-2.jpg — **Andy Gibbon, 2017**

“The Lemon Twigs in a packed Crows Nest in 2017. Only way I could get into the tent to see the gig was to sneak on to the back of the stage.”

Emma Stoner Glastonbury-2017-Festival-with-Kids-1-of-1-2.jpg — **Emma Stoner**
**, 2017**

“This photo was taken at the Leftfield stage in 2017. My daughter Lila & I had just been watching Jeremy Corbyn address the crowd. It was electric. Jeremy had actually given Lila a little wave earlier on in the day when we saw him having lunch at the Greenpeace field!
Lila was only 2 at the time so I didn’t want to expose her to really loud music. This was the main gig we went to that year. The rest of the time was spent in the green-field’s & kids field, exploring small bands & art workshops. We still sometimes sing “Oh Jeremy Corbyn” together! ”

Donna Sanderson-2.jpg — **Donna Sanderson, 2017**

“For my first Glasto, I was able to take two kids who had lost their mum only 2 weeks beforehand. They had chosen supermarket flowers for her funeral and someone we know organised tickets for them to see Ed Sheehan on the Sunday. Glasto brought us all joy in a really difficult time and we made it to the front. I was happy seeing Barry Gibb and chic too and L& H loved Biffy Chiro! I’m still not over having to use a shewee though???”

Jocelyn Greenwood 2017-2.jpg — **Jocelyn Greenwood**
**, 2017**

“2017 - My 30th Birthday at Glasto
I would say it was one to remember but I can’t remember too much of it! This is a photo of the ‘Pigasus’ and ‘Ice Pig’ crew all dressed up in gold to commemorate my milestone birthday. The funny thing is I don’t actually picture in the photo as I am passed out under the gold flag from too much dizzy water... oops!”

Jen Wiseman 2015-3.jpg — **Jen Wiseman**
**, 2017**

“From **The Voodoo Tweed Cult of Your Mum** first gigging Glastonbury. We played the Fluffy Rock Cafe to no one, but we still played! Oh and the weatherman came with his flute! The weatherman is a barefoot hippy with a garden trolley full of weather symbols from the stone circle.We busked the stone circle and got some great professional photos and appeared on the Sunday daily photos! The other two are the Stone Circle and the artist who made a watercolor painting of us. We persuaded her to sell it to us! 2017...”

Liz Michell 2017.jpg — **Liz Michell**
**, 2017**

“My husband Jago and I went to Glastonbury with our best friends Judy and Andrew plus our kids.
We went to celebrate our 25th Wedding Anniversaries and also 20 years of friendship.
As families we had spent happy camping holidays together and the opportunity to go to Glastonbury was too good to miss!
Also with us were 2 sisters - Charlie and Mollie – who were friends of Judy & Andrew’s children – and the girls were a brilliant addition to our group.
We managed to get tickets for the first time (although a couple of the youngsters had been before!). We had amazing weather – and had no rain or muddy puddles to contend with!
We camped close to The Other Stage which is where this photo was taken.
We all have the very best memories of a wonderful shared experiences.”

Janine Lockyer, 2017

“I'd heard there was going to be an attempt to create a record breaking human peace sign up at the Stone Circle in Kings Meadow and I felt like it was something I really wanted to be part of. My husband and I headed up there with our young son and the field was already really busy. The energy at Glastonbury is always amazing but this was different, there was a real buzz in the air. It was taking a long time for them to organise everybody so we headed off near to the stone dragon so our son could play. Once things seemed a little calmer I picked up my son and headed over to join the crowd, leaving my husband to look after the pushchair! I didn't want to go too far in with a small child with me so I found a lovely spot just inside the edge of the circle. Someone was giving instruction but I couldn't hear all that well, and then everyone around me started hugging and putting arms around shoulders. I was feeling a little lonely at this point, thinking it would have been lovely to be with friends. Suddenly a girl touched my arm and asked me if I was alone and when I said I was she replied 'well you're not now. Join us!' and this group of young people next to me embraced me and Arlo and took us into their arms and we stood together and shared this amazing experience. I don't really have words to explain the emotions that I felt right then, but I definitely cried. I know my son doesn't remember it, but I will forever cherish the memory of being part of something so incredible.”

Chris Cracknell, 2017

“So, although, like everyone, there is many memories I could share, my outstanding one is when I played The Rum Shack on the Wednesday night at midnight, the hottest day of the year, probably 2017. No time to set up or sound check, throwing the turntables on the stage, connecting everything whilst the MC kept the crowd gee’ed up. Then just starting.... I didn’t look up for about 45 minutes, partly out of nerves, partly because I was concentrating on not fucking up. When I finally looked up, the crowd had doubled in size and was rammed, I lifted my fist in acknowledgement and the crowd did the same. I’ll never forget that...”

**Charles Shires, 2017**

“One of my most treasured Glastonbury memories is from the Sunday morning in 2017, my first year attending. I was at the festival with my fellow Glastonbury virgins, Cory, Dave and Josh. After 4 days of bedlam and my body crying out for me to stop the abuse, I realised that we had drunk every single one of the beers we brought with us. *All 240 of them.* I staggered down Pennard Hill towards the EE tent to swap my rechargeable battery so I could juice up my phone for the day, and consoled myself that taking it easy on the Sunday was probably the right thing to do anyway.
Wrong! As I left to head back to the camp, I heard a voice to the right of me, from a couple of men sitting under a tree. ‘Psssst, mate, come over here!’, And I did, ‘Would you like to buy this crate of 24 Carlings off me?’, said one of the pair. ‘We can’t stomach any more!’. Immediately they had my attention, and my suspicions. Were they playing a trick? Had the cans somehow been filled up with God-knows-what liquid and resealed? Alas, my need for beer got the better of me and I duly agreed that I would take them up on their offer. 'How much would you like for them?', I enquired. ‘Erm, a quid will do’ was the response. ‘Are you sure?’ I replied, elated, not being able to believe my luck. Then suddenly the other bloke piped up with ‘No way mate, you can’t sell all those beers for only quid! That’s ridiculous! Ask him for £2!’. And so I plucked a shiny £2 coin out of my wallet, one of my few remaining coins, and then exchanged it for the Carlings. Now it’s not my beer of choice, but beggars can’t be choosers in these situations, and I had just done a deal that even Alan Sugar would be proud of.
I carried my loot back to the camp, akin to a hunter bringing back a substantial bounty over my shoulders after a day of hunting. The camp erupted in cheer and we opened the beer, and headed down to Chic with the sun beaming down on us, the warm Carling flowing through our veins. We were ready to take on the last day. And it certainly didn’t disappoint. Needless to say we were up until the sun rose on the Monday morning, and the car journey home was interesting to say the least. To the 2 inept businessmen but extremely sound gentleman who were dwelling under the tree in the Glade that day, I thank you, and I hope I can do business with you again one day!”

Lucinda Bayley, 2017 (photos below)

“My most solid memory from Glastonbury that year was actually tearing ligaments in my ankle very late one evening on the Friday night (post seeing Lorde perform) while navigating myself (very drunk) through a city of tents. I tripped on a tent peg, and went down like a sack of potatoes. I’m known for over-dramatising things when I’m drunk (and sober), so even though it hurt, I convinced myself I was just being a sook and making mountain out of a molehill as per usual. I went out for the rest of the night, danced on bars, and ran around on my ankle. Next morning, I woke to so much pain from my sleeping bag resting on my ankle, and looked down to see a monster of an ankle - who knew a high level sprain could be so painful?! I woke my boyfriend and asked him to walk me to the medic tent so we could get it strapped up, and we managed to catch the Bootleg Beatles on the way there, and despite my injury, I couldn’t help but have a little boogie. The next two days were certainly a struggle to hobble around, but nothing could stop me having the time of my life”

Michell Browne-1.jpg — **Michelle Browne, 2017**

“2017 was my third, and hottest, Glastonbury. I fell in love with everything about the festival the first time my husband, a proud Glasto veteran, took me there, from the mystical opening ceremony to the early morning sunrises viewed from the Stone Circle, and all the sweat, mud, glitter, music and dancing in between. I've always gone with a large group of friends, and we spend our days and nights exploring the site, trekking all the way from Silver Hayes across to the Green Fields and back again. There's a unique sense of community and belonging on the farm, it's like stepping into a secret universe, and you leave part of yourself there when it's all over.
Strummerville is a particularly special part of the farm for me. Trekking there in the evenings to soak up its chilled spirit and listen to acoustic music by the campfire is a Glasto ritual for my husband and I. On the first day of the festival in 2017, a blisteringly hot Wednesday, we strolled up to Strummerville together, taking in the view on the way up without a care in the world. I thought nothing could top being back in my favourite place with my best friend... until I turned around to see that he'd whipped out an antique ring box! Of course, in a flurry of shock and excitement, I said yes! The opening ceremony that night felt extra special, and spending the weekend celebrating our engagement with some of our closest friends was an experience I'll never forget.
We visited the eccentric town of Glastonbury during the fallow year in 2018 and hiked to the top of the Tor to watch the sunset, and we cheekily trekked to the farm where we bumped into none other than the legendary Michael Eavis himself! He was so friendly and down to earth, and wished us well for the wedding.
We married on Ireland's west coast last summer, and we included several nods towards our favourite festival throughout the day. We incorporated pagan hand-fasting into our marriage ceremony using ribbons from the farm, and we recreated the iconic rainbow tower and surrounding fields in our wedding cake. My husband even hand-wove the very top of the tower in the healing fields on his last visit to the festival. We held the ceremony outside in front of a floral tipi, and we designed the table settings as different festival sites.
Glastonbury will always hold a very special place in our hearts, and we can't wait to return in the future. But for now, we're looking forward to donning glitter and sequins and watching re-runs of previous years at home. ”

Gaia Calum-1.jpg — **Gaia Campbell-Coles, 2017**

“My husband and I both love Glastonbury and had originally considered a ceremony mid festival in the town, as we had seen others do before, but we didn't want to miss any of the festival and it was logistically quite tricky. After searching through the internet we thought it would be amazing (and a lot easier) to simply have some photos of us taken by a photographer in wedding gear around the festival before we got legally married a week later.
Using the well loved efestivals forums where I spend the majority of my time after success in the ticket sales, we found Emma who offered to photograph us. She also suggested we have a hand fasting ceremony on site and put us in touch with some local celebrants who agreed to help us out. They told us what we needed to do to prepare for the ceremony, which was to make our own hand fasting rope and to bring a broom to sweep the circle during the ceremony. We made our rope using colours that had special meaning to us after researching what the different colours mean in a hand fasting, and we crafted a broom from a carved stick we had bought at the festival a few years ago and twisted hazel twigs from the tree in our garden. We also were put in touch with a florist who was attending who made a bouquet and buttonhole of sunflowers for us, and my amazingly talented hairstylist friend who attended offered to style my hair.
The way all these people came together to help us when we had very little money was incredible and it was just such an amazing example of that Glastonbury spirit, where everybody looks out for each other. We had never met the celebrants and we had to just put all our trust in them that they would come through for us in a few months time.
The journey into the festival was interesting as people were quite confused by us carrying a giant broom, especially the security. On the Thursday morning of the festival we all met up and got ready to meet above the tipi field for the ceremony. Our friends all dressed up for the occasion and in typical Glastonbury style we covered ourselves in glitter and had a few drinks on the way up.
When we met the celebrants they said they had organised a Piper for us, which was completely unexpected but amazing. As we walked up to the field we heard the sound of bagpipes playing and saw the incredible archway that had been crafted from wood with deer antlers atop it.The Piper, Fergus, explained to us he had felt compelled to make an archway, knowing it had to be made but not knowing what it was for. He did not know we would be having a hand fasting there. It was also very fitting he played the bagpipes as my surname is Campbell and my family can be traced back to the Campbells of Argyll. Again, nobody knew this. It was magical.
Quite a crowd had gathered for the ceremony which we hadn't expected and it was quite nerve wracking being in front of so many people, but we just focused on each other and we soon forgot about everybody watching .The ceremony itself was more than we could ever have hoped for and we are so grateful to Sandie and Andy for all the hard work they put in to it for us, two complete strangers.
At the end, we jumped over the broomstick we had made into our new lives together. Sandie and Andy then presented is with a hand written card from Michael Eavis wishing us the best in our marriage and expressing his happiness that we chose to be handfasted at his festival. We knew they were local but we didn't know how local! It was an amazing moment.
Afterwards we ate macaroni cheese in the park and had our first dance at the stonebridge bar among the crowd. It was an amazing day, one we will never forget, and we are so grateful to everyone who helped make it so special.”

Gaia Calum-3.jpg — **Gaia Campbell-Coles, 2019**

“2019 was slightly different in that we had an extra member of the team, our 9 month old daughter Flora! Glastonbury is certainly a different experience with a baby, but it was equally as amazing. She absolutely loved it. The only part Calum didn’t love was when we were watching Kylie minogue, flora was on his shoulders and he was dancing. When he lifted her down we noticed an orange stain on his collar that hadn’t been there before. On closer inspection it turned out that Flora's nappy had leaked all down his neck! (For reference we got a photo of the before, or should I say during!)”

**Nadine Oliver, 2019**

“Here is some back story to the photos!
I'm Nadine and I'm 28 years old and I've been to every Glastonbury since 1997 with my family. My dad and aunt both went to one of the very first ones in the 70's (possibly the second one?) and then not long after I was born, started going again.
2019 was the first time I went without anyone else from my family, I managed to get a volunteering slot with Oxfam and went with a friend who'd never been before and some of his friends. As soon as we arrived on site, I knocked my camera as we were unpacking the car and part of the back of it fell off, which left some overexposed spots on the whole film. As soon as we settled on site on the Monday before the gates opened, we walked up Pennards Hill and watched the most glorious sunset. I remember we were all laughing because it started off pretty nice but the lower the sun got, it just kept getting better and better, with the most brilliant colours! I love that moment when you've got yourself set up for the week and you can finally relax a bit.
The other photo is from The Chemical Brothers, I watched most of the set alone, but it was just magic to soak up the atmosphere, all the way to the back of the field, everyone was just having the best time! ”

**Yasmin Chiffers, 2019**

“Eager and ready!
It all starts the Tuesday for us and this year we were lucky!
We turnt up around 5/6pm. The car park with lots of cars still so we get our main items including the tent and a few bits of clothing and walk to the que which we were around number 3 or 4 in for one of the gates. Now for the long long night ahead. At first the buzz and excitement keeps you entertained for a few hours and then it starts to get real cold and you get very tired. As all you have is your little uncomfortable chair and your backpack. The moment it gets dark is when you see the whole of the site light up and it's magical! It looks like a whole new town has been built and the excitement to get in gets even more real! My partner is fine. He can sleep anywhere so he puts his backpack on the floor and goes to sleep. I dozed on and off but the cold and the rain woke me up and the que is starting to get bigger and bigger and bigger.
The other trouble is. Where to go to the loo being a girl! This involves talking to security nicely to hop a fence and run back to where the cars were and the toilets, if you are in the middle of the que though I think this wouldn't be possible.
7am comes and as far as i can see is people! All ready and waiting to get let in and then we heard the news our gate was being let open!.. the first ones in and only by the main man himself. Micheal Eavis! He gives his speech and everyone cheered and with that the gates opened and the mad dash and run to get in was crazy!
Camping in the que is deffinatly an experience but it is 100x worth it."

**Jennifer Case, 2019**

““It embodies you, there is no way to describe it- it’s like all that matters is what’s in front of you- your friends, your family, your soul.
“Meet you at the well” that’s our place at the pyramid- then the sun goes down, the night twinkles, the air is euphoric and mate that’s happiness in your heart right there” ”

**Brian Carson, 2019**

“This shot was from Tuesday 25th of June 2019 - its a Glastonbury crew bar hence why its so packed - shame it was so packed as I wanted a WBC (Workers Beer Company) Team photo but we were spread around 3 tables.
The guy on the right is The Chief of Police of the Keflavík area that includes Keflavík International Airport {Iceland}. He has been on my Team since 2009 although he has been kicking himself for years because I first offered him a place either in 1997 or 1998 but it took a long time to persuade him as he is not into camping and neither is his wife. ”

**Amy Harris, 2019**

“This picture was taken in 2019. Our girl gang have been together every year for the past 10 and this was the first Glastonbury we had together after losing our best friend, Faye in a tragic way. As you can see in the pics we are carrying a pineapple. Faye always said she was the pineapple queen, if you knew her you would know exactly why, she shared so many wacky attributes with the tropical fruit. After her death, many people remembered her by buying pineapples and there was even a memorial where everyone brought one along. We carried the pineapple to every stage so we could have her with us, especially listening to Liam Gallagher (we are proud Mancunians)
The most magical moment happened when a woman we had never met approached us and asked us if the pineapple was for Faye. We couldn’t believe that out of thousands of people this would happen.and that her legacy had reached so many people.”

**Jimi Herrtage, 2019**

“I was taking pictures at the Beat Hotel for Maribou State and Pedestrian in 2019 who absolutely smashed it! There were about 20 people on stage all partying with a huge prop box (at one point I was dancing with a giant plant). This photo was taken of Seth Troxler playing after Maribou State! Was such an amazing energy on stage, I've known the boys for a while so it was a great reunion. They have always had such a big crew of legends around them and it was so epic all of us acting like lunatics prancing around on stage at the last beat hotel in what we didn't realise would be the last Glasto for a while! ”

**Inga, 2019**

“The Beat Hotel at Glastonbury left some very special memories for me from the first time I went in 2017, and knowing that 2019 was their last year - I spent a large proportion of my time dancing there. It’s one of those places at Glastonbury where once you’re inside, you completely lose track of time. The strangers you end up dancing with are on a different energy level. My Kimono Partner - the girl I never even asked the name of, was full of that incredible energy. I swapped my kimono with her and the next thing we knew - we have started a clothes swapping chain with other dancers too!”

**Christen Williams, 2019**

“This glasto felt like such a big deal to me cause it was my last festival with my OG boobs before I had a mastectomy. I would never have worn a bikini with such a cleave before, but I was loud and proud waltzing round Glasto. Loved it. Special memories.”

**Charlie Davies, 2019**

“In 2019 I also made this etching of Glastonbury Tor surrounded by the clover gathered from the camping fields at the festival.
I really enjoyed making this little to plate etching and hope to continue the series of my favourite places as soon as I can safely get back in the workshop.”

Lisa Goodwin, 2019

Last year, after 9 years of working at Glastonbury Festival, we sold our Wizard Cafe and Library and decided to have a year off in 2019. There was only one small thing I would really miss and that was the Poetry Slam. I had entered for the previous 4 years and in 2018, came second, losing to the most worthy Bard of Exeter Jackie Juno.

I managed to buy a local's resident ticket and decided to go on Sunday just to enter the poetry slam. I got to the gate early Sunday morning but was turned away because I had no ID. I went to the box office to argue the case, that if I didn't get in early, I would miss my chance to enter the Slam. Nope. They called their manager, he was not going to budge.

Then a funny thing happened, the poop sucker that gets all the nasties out of the portaloos came along. It stank, stinging my nose, so I moved back and the glass closed on the box office window.

I stood there, covered my nose and mouth with my scarf, and chanted to Ganesh, the great elephant headed remover of blockages. Om Gam Ganapataye Namaha.

The poop sucker moved on, the woman on the telephone all of a sudden looked really surprised. She called me back to the window, put the phone down and told me, it was weird, he suddenly changed his mind, we could go in. We got our yellow form.

I had never been through the front gates before, and didn't know how dangerous that revolving gate is, I pushed it too hard, it spun round and scraped and bruised my Achilles heel Determined, blood pouring from the back of my foot, I hobbled to the nearest campsite rangers and got a plaster on it.

I made my way from pedestrian gate A to the Poetry and Words tent to sign up for the slam. It was a long way to be limping, I can tell you. I got there and it was closed, I popped my head in and asked if I could just sign up for the slam. It's already full, the stage manager said.

No! It can't be. She checked the form, there are three reserve places, and only one of them left. It's unlikely, she told me. I put my name down anyway. I thought how gutted I would be to go to this much effort and not even get to enter.

I arrived early, stilling my nerves whilst trying to identify how many of the audience were potential poets. I discovered that it is not that easy to discern poetry audiences from poets, but I gave it a good go. I counted 12, not a chance ... Then the presenter announced the names and checked who was there. They called in the first reserve, they called in the second reserve, and that was it.

Deflated, I got ready to watch the slam and not be able to enter myself. They called the first poet up, and nothing, they called again, nothing. Then in a whirlwind, the presenter called my name to get up and perform first. Oh my, an emotional blur and suddenly I was on the stage!

The standard of poetry was high as usual. A wonderful diversity of style and content. I won the first round. The second round upped the game and got me worried, but I ended up winning the prize!

I am certain the elephant helped me on my way to become the 2019 Poetry Slam Champion. I was given a stunning trophy and a free ticket to Glastonbury Festival 2020. I would have got to perform on the Poetry and words stage this year, alongside an impressive array of wordsmiths and performers, but it's not happening. One silver lining, I remain the champion until 2021. See you next year.

Janine Lockyer 2019.jpg — **Janine Lockyer, 2019**

“Arlo is 7 and has been to every Glastonbury Festival since he was born. This is not one of my favourite pictures of me, but the memories attached to this photo make it precious. He was so excited to see George Ezra and as we stood in the crowd Arlo was fizzing with excitement. At some point during the set I just watched as my child threw his head back and sang his heart out. He was totally in the moment. I cried happy tears. We danced our way through George's set, and we sang together and as we walked away from the Pyramid Field when it had finished he said he felt a little sad that it was over, and I held his hand and told him I knew exactly how he felt.
Through all the hedonistic child-free years I attended the festival, I don't think I ever made a memory that could match the feeling of seeing my child discover the emotion and joy of seeing his favourite artist perform live.”

Brian Carson 2019.jpg — **Jasmin Smith, 2019**

“2019 was the first year I'd attempted to get tickets and I managed to secure them. There were 12 of us from work but I was the only one to get through so only 6 of us ended up going. All I remember is that the heat was unreal, I'd woken up on the Sunday with a swollen/split lip due to sunburn (don't wear vaseline and get sun burnt) and spent the morning in the medical tent. I was given an antihistamine and sent on my way. It was one of the worst and best experiences ever, the Sunday was so hot I remember missing Kylie to seek shade and sleep in the shadow of one of the flags. I also remember walking around and finding endless new things. At one point I'd found a small boho tent where light, calming music was being played followed by artists of similar style. There must have been only about 20 of us in there and we were all laying on the floor, heads on the laps of friends and strangers, falling asleep to this beautiful music at 2pm in the afternoon.”

georgie_burke image0.jpg — **Georgie Burke, 2019**

“2019 - My friends and I were all deciding whether to join the Friday night Fatboy Slim crowd or go and check out Stormzy. Fatboy Slim is amazing and we were seeing him on the Saturday so we decided to see Stormzy.
What an amazing set it was, we were so drawn in by his emotion, you could feel it in the crowd.....he was amazing and when Chris Martin joined for Blinded by your grace it made it just that little bit more special.
We danced all night with our drinking backpacks on, we met up with the others that went to see Fatboy and then headed to the amazing Shangri La....amazing, loved it!
Whenever we listen to Blinded by your grace we shed a happy tear that reminds us of being in the field of dreams. It’s become our Glastonbury song!
Memorable comment during his set between me and Amanda ‘I don’t normally listen to Stormzy outside of work’ What a moment, 2019.”

John Duncan 2019.jpg — **John Duncan, 2019**

“I was at Woodstock in 1969. Five years ago I registered in order to get tickets for Glastonbury 2019 to celebrate my personal journey of survival 50 years on. It was 7 years ago I became aware of Glastonbury. As I explored the festival web site it became clear that this was what I was looking for. Karma must have been good that day in October when the tickets went on sale! I failed to get a ticket on the first round for the coach package. Sunday, 5 minutes in and, “bingo”, I got in and secured my ticket. I found the eFestival page and from there I connected with a WhatsApp group called Camp Solo that has been going to Glastonbury for 5 years now I believe. They are an amazing group of people and they brought me a tent, sleeping bag, and air mattress which was set up and ready for me upon my coach arrival on Wednesday. Already this was becoming an amazing experience! Being a street photographer the festival was heaven on earth for me. It has the ethos and vibe of Woodstock minus the chaos! To be honest I didn't see that many acts from start to finish as I was up 5am walking the site, meeting people, telling my story and hearing their stories. The thing that struck me most was that everyone was in the same headspace. People from all walks of life and different parts of the globe together celebrating music, art, and life! And everything flowed. A river of people along the railroad and never seeing anyone running into each other or pushing and shoving. To describe it to someone that's never been there would be like describing color to one who is blind. Glasto was as much of a life changing experience at the age of 68 as Woodstock was at 18!"

**Matt Sant, 2019**

“My first Glastonbury and in fact my very first festival.
My other half loves festivals so thought what better way to mark our first of many by asking her to spend the rest of her life with me!
Thankfully she said yes and we had the best time ever!
Glastonbury is such a special place and I look forward to taking our 5 month old daughter Stevie in a few years when she is old enough.”

Sarah Adams, 2019“Waiting for Kylie to come on the legendary legends slot on the pyramid stage I look into the sky & I see.... “Sarah Adams Marry Me Joe”I couldn’t quite believe it.. at first I thought it was for another Sarah Adams at first bec… — **Sarah Adams, 2019**
“Waiting for Kylie to come on the legendary legends slot on the pyramid stage I look into the sky & I see.... “Sarah Adams Marry Me Joe”I couldn’t quite believe it.. at first I thought it was for another Sarah Adams at first because I had no idea at all!

Joe had been planning this for months, asked my mum before Glastonbury & then my dad on the Wednesday of glasto, he planned for the pilot, organised the flyover months ago & I had no idea.

Joe bought the ring in the green fields area on the Thursday, whilst I planned to get my hair braided & kept the ring in his programme lanyard until the Sunday.... & I didn’t see anything.

On the Sunday we awoke like another normal Glastonbury morning (I’ve been to the festival 9 times now & joe has been 3 times) we had a lazy get up after a boozy day on Saturday topped off by seeing The Killers! The boys went to the pyramid stage early & the girls stayed to finish off getting ready! We went to catch years & years but not to our knowledge David Attenborough was appearing just before Kylie so the pyramid stage was packed.. apparently Joe was getting anxious that I wasn’t going to get there, but we were able to push through towards the end of the years & years set. He didn’t seem nervous at all, so I had no idea what was to come.

Just as Kylie started Joe pointed to the sky which made me look up & there was the banner. My friend then had to get me to turn around to find joe on one knee holding the very ring he bought at the festival the Thursday before, & of course I said YES!”

Debbie Midgley, 2019

“2019, Wednesday evening in The Park. Overheard a conversation between a few lads. One was particularly pissed off because one of their mates had taken 'the bag' with him to the long drops. 'I can't believe he's taken that bag with him, that bag should never leave the group never mind be in the long drops. If anything happens to that bag our week is ruined' He was ranting on about it for ages before his mate came back and got a serious telling off, we actually hung around just for the telling off. Would love to know what was in that bag.”

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Neil Thomas Douglas, 2010

Zoe Williams, 2010

Rob Barker, 2010

Russ Hollowell, 2011

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Helen Leigh Steer, 2011

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Rob Barker, 2011

Stevie Holmes, 2011

Tom Floyd, 2011

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Photos below by Emma Stoner, 2014

Anna McAdam-Ankers, 2014

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Jen Wiseman, 2014

Ella Fielding, 2014

Rob Barker, 2014

Richie Moose Davis, 2014

Paul Adam, 2014 (photos below)

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Emma James, 2015 (pic by Vanessa Miles)

Harriet, 2015

Russ Hollowell, 2015

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Caroline Kenmore, 2016

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Graham Fitzgerald, 2016

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Mayor of Glastonbury town, Jon Cousins

Joel Segal, 2016

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Charlie Davies, 2016

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Charles Shires, 2017

Lucinda Bayley, 2017 (photos below)

Richard Beynon, 2017

Michelle Browne, 2017

Gaia Campbell-Coles, 2017

Gaia Campbell-Coles, 2019

Nadine Oliver, 2019

Yasmin Chiffers, 2019

Jennifer Case, 2019

Brian Carson, 2019

Amy Harris, 2019

Jimi Herrtage, 2019

Inga, 2019

Christen Williams, 2019

Charlie Davies, 2019

Lisa Goodwin, 2019