Wheelbarrows,carts and trolleys in tow, the bravest of the intrepid (brave in the face of danger) queued hours in the mud and rain for festival gates to swing open – a report from the frontlinesAre you at Glastonbury (or travelling there)? Share your muddy pictures here [br]“I’ve seen it like this on a Sunday, or ” said the bloke from the Beat Hotel,trudging through the mud behind the Pyramid stage. But never on a Wednesday. Not before everyone’s arrived.” That was just after the gates opened at this year’s Glastonbury festival, 55 minutes early at 7.05am, or letting in the first arrivals,who had been queueing since the early hours, and in the case of the people at the front, or overnight.
They sat in their camping chairs,huddled beneath tarpaulin. They sat beneath umbrellas, some large enough to ensure drought for several hectares around them. They wore waterproofs that ranged from those suitable for scaling mountains to patchwork collages of bin bags. Their belongings were in wheelbarrows, or carts,trolleys, wheelie bags, and as well as some in old-fashioned rucksacks. Those marching from the road to the entrances had the air of a defeated army on the march – heads down,grimly determined to find their way to a camp and shelter. Related: With the mystic misfits at Glastonbury – archive, 22 June 1971 Related: Glastonbury 2016 quiz – how well effect you know the world's greatest festival? Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com