Post 1555. Sunday |June25
Before starting I must thank all of those that read my recent 100-word story 'An Empty Bottle'. Never before has one of my little tales received so many hits! Thank you also for the many encouraging comments that were left.
The night was over in the single blink of an eye. I may have snatched some sleep, I don’t know. I’m so excited. I crawl from my tiny tent, its tattered fabric fluttering in the wind. Will it remain rooted here? I’m not bothered, I’m not here to rest.
Just look around. There are thousand here. Laughter fills the air. A few wander aimlessly about, some sit hunched holding their heads, no doubt vowing never to get drunk again, but they will, and not just drunk!
It’s starting to rain. Now it’s lashing down and the dust under my feet is turning to mud. Listen, a huge cheer is going up. After all, who wants a festival without mud?
The crowd is moving. Come on. The queue is curving right around the camp site and then into the arena. Nearly there.
The sound of guitars being tuned, drums being bashed and mikes being checked is resonating across the field. One two testing, one two!
It’s almost time. Are you ready?
Suddenly the sheer volume is driving all other thoughts from my mind. I’m swaying, I’m swinging, I’m spinning, I’m singing. I look stupid, but I don’t care. Nobody does!
It's Glastonbury Festival weekend and at The Sunday Whirl, the given words are - snatch, single, tattered, dust, spun, lash, drunk, rooted, sheer, curve, blink, and sly. I used all but one.
Nicely done! This made me smile. I recently heard of a festival I'd like to attend. While it's not terribly far away I don't see it happening. But I'm looking forward to my Avenged Sevenfold concert in July! Be well.ReplyDelete
Go on, why not?!! Enjoy your concert Darla, should be great.Delete
Hi Keith - I've never been ... not good with crowds, or waiting around ... etc etc - but I drove past one day (unintentionally on a route from here to Wales - via the 'lanes') ... anyway ... it was a very soggy Glastonbury ... and I needed petrol - pulled into a service station ... and it was chock-a-block of very, very, very muddy peoples! They were chirpy! I guess if it's a thing you enjoy ... you'll go ... just not my scene in any which way! Cheers HilaryReplyDelete
Muddy frestivals are great Hilary! Go to one, I dare you!Delete
Happy Glastonbury - the toilets would put me off!ReplyDelete
...take your own bottle and bucket then - Alice would love it!Delete
Nice one, Keith. Festival fun! I hope your tent doesn't suffer the same fate as mine!ReplyDelete
I went to the Phoenix Festival several years ago, there was less mud and more heat, but it was fun. And the food was good!
I actually sleep in my little tent at every opportunity! So far so good. Festival - yea!Delete
Superb! You've captured the spiritReplyDelete
Not difficult at Glasonbury Shadow!Delete
Glastonbury offered a lot of freedom and fun. Most enjoyable festival obviously and brilliantly narrated Keith!ReplyDelete
It's brilliant - 20 main stages and loads of smaller ones - over 120 bands playing today!Delete
Woo hoo! Keep on dancing, Keith. If I were there, I'd join you.ReplyDelete
...come on then!Delete
Nice use of the words. I could feel the energy of the crowd and the music. I love music festivals!ReplyDelete
Me too! Thanks for stopping for a jig!Delete
I get that way when I go to see "1964 The Tribute" Beatles impersonator band. :D Never got to see the real guys. Unfortunately...ReplyDelete
I did - several times! Living in London in the sixties made it quite easy. Cheers CalenDelete
What a fun, joyous write, Keith!ReplyDelete
Thank you Sara.Delete