Our neighbour's caravan - a beautiful shiny Airstream! On the first morning she breakfasted on brioche on a table outside then darned a dirndl skirt which brought out the competitive caravanner in Jan! This would look gorgeous parked next to my new car I'm thinking....
Our campsite - a Windrush caravan and ten-year old £30 Argos tent. I got the tent. Oh the glamour!
The obligatory 'three people squeezed into one photo' shot. L-R: Jan, Garry, Barry.
At what point was Jan sitting at home thinking, "do you know what would make Glastonbury perfect? A pineapple!" Alas she never did carve a model of the Taj Mahal from it...
The main stage surrounded by grass. You don't see that very often...
Flags were a big thing this year. What I failed to realise was that flags need wind and wind is bad!
White flags in front of the Jazz World stage. And grass. And lots of people drinking cider.
One of these people had been drinking cider. The other owns more anoraks than Millets. Answers on a postcard...
The flowers grow big in these parts! (OK, they're not real...) Somewhere in the Healing Fields.
A cow up a tree. And why not!
Toilet henge by mysterious graffitti artist Banksy. Except when he made it there was no graffitti on it. There may be an irony there somewhere...
A cloud. I was lying on my back near the Stone Circle (circa 1973) and at this point clouds were a bit of a novelty!
A wooden dragon. More fun than a gazebo.
An elephant made out of milk cartons.
A stranger sucking milk from a pretend cow. Takes all sorts...
Pie. Gin. TV. These things saved our lives!
Rain. Boo!
A strange insecty thing made from car parts.
An elephant on wheels.
A teapot made of grass.
Two women dancing with the devil (well spotted Jan).
Two women, no devil.
Two women and some flags.
A great big shiny shoe in the Lost Vagueness field. The other half of the pair came home with me. Okay, I lied.
How rude!
Flags and ominous looking clouds.
Too many clouds!
Two of these people had drunk cider.
The Other Stage from the campsite.
Another dragon, except this one breathed fire.
Mmmm, rain!
Guess who was trapped in a caravan with a camera on a wet day?
Lots of wet people watching Amy Whinehouse disappoint them.
Mud. There's a surprise!
More mud!
Martha Wainwright giving it her all as she duetted on grumpy old Leonard Cohen's beautiful "Hallelujah"
Rufus giving it his all in a dressing gown.
A little bit of lippy.
Rufus in full Judy Garland drag.
"Get Happy!"
Rufus and the band realising the sound had gone down mid song.
Rufus and his dancing band in full on Garland moment.
Channelling Judy. Genius.
Ooooh look - more rain!
Toilets and mud.
Those flowers in the Healing Fields, now with added mud!
What a great way to travel! I've no idea who those people are...
Pre-Shirley Bassey mud.
If you squint you can see Dame Shirley out camping Rufus.
