Somerset, England • Glastonbury • June 26, 1998

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innocent criminal
Christopher “Evil Vince” May

Upon arriving at Glastonbury for the first time, viagra viagra sale for sale
I realized I’d not absorbed the historical significance
of that site’s codependency with excessive rain.
An extraordinary amount of mud would not begin to
describe the amounts of dirt and water there.

Everything was stuck in this mire.

This was normal for Glasto, thumb
So I jumped right in, viagra without my shoes on.

I walked thoroughly around Worthy Farm
– checking out bands and performances –
just to realize later I could’ve caught the Gout,
or any number of other strange things from
walking barefoot in the mud all day.

hhmmm, the more I think about it,
maybe I did? hrrm.

1 Comment »

  1. Nice, you were brave!! I know how crazy the mud is…i tried to get through the mud with my jandles/flip-flops and it was impossible, had to wade through barefoot! Pretty crazy huh. Would be great to swap Glastonbury stories next time i see you, I’m going to be buying my ticket to next years Glasto festival, looking forward to it already! Hope you’re well my friend x

    Comment by jess — 10/3/2009 @ 21:22 Sat

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