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Thursday at Glastonbury. The sun comes out.

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Thesun came out and then it rained, and then the sun came out . . . .  I awoke tothe rain hammering on the tent, but the sun soon came out and the whole morningalternated between one and the other. But I had to get up and out to work soheaded down to the taps for a wash. I’ve camped here in years gone by, with allservices provided in the Medical services compound but now I love thesimplicity of washing and ducking under the cold tap with minimum fuss.

Sophie, Rachel and Ellie in Medicine Man.

Ihad a great morning in the Medicine Man Pharmacy. As well as looking out on thefestival goers as the heavy rain finally gave way to clear sunny skies, I gotto talk to people. I love the banter and discussed the festival, the camping,and the music with anyone who would listen. If things get quiet, I can shout tothe passers-by and round up business! The customers all just want to have fun.One chap was very proud of his festival hat with a hand that lifted its middlefinger when he squeezed a button. “Earplugs”, I asked? “That’ll be £1” and Iheld my hand in a similar gesture. “Oh. You want two packs?” . . .

I’malso in a fixed spot and many friends and pharmacy chums came to visit. It wasespecially nice to see members of our old team. Katie & both Adeles looked infor a hug and a chat. Sadly, many of the old team weren’t called back for theFMS pharmacy this year, and we spoke of times passed and missing friends. I metpharmacist, Raj, from Birmingham. He was here as part of the Stilt-Walkingsupport team! Good work if you can get it! Eh Raj? Business was brisk all daywith many predictable items such as antifungals, loperamide, painkillers and,of course, blister plasters. This is the part of the festival where everybodydiscovers the sheer size of Glastonbury and their legs and feet take ahammering. It wasn’t just blister plasters, we ran out of all plasters andwaited for James to restock. I’ve had requests over the years for lice, wormsand other infestations. Today was the first time I’d been asked if I hadanything for ants!

Iexpected to finish early afternoon but James got held up in the gridlockedtraffic trying to get into Glastonbury and, although he reached Shepton Malletby 4.30pm, it was nearly 9.00pm when he finally made it to the pharmacy withmore stock. It was just like the old days, I thought. I really didn’t have aproblem with working on though, since the festival doesn’t officially kick offuntil tomorrow.


I met up with Sally, Louise and families, friends (and hangerson). One of the lovely things about being here with them is that they know somany people. We went to see one of Lou’s ex-pupils, Josh Thorne, perform atCroissant Neuf. It really was very good but I had to ask Sal’s teenage daughterwhat kind of music it was. “Dubstep” she said. “Oh”, I said. We then hadanother invite ‘behind the scenes’. We were escorted into the Circus andTheatres, staff areas and I met some lovely and interesting people. After atour of Lynn’s caravan (like something out of ‘Gypsy Weddings’) we went to theGreen Room Bar. It was like a tented cocktail bar with a huge stage set up atone end. This was why we were here. Lynn and Sal’s brother Robin were invitedto play percussion with Charlie Miller and his band (a regular Glastonbury reincarnationof Soul Agents & Babyhead ). I danced and sang so much to hits from AWB,Bob Marley, Etta James, my voice started to fail. But that wasn’t the end.

Robin (left) gets to join Charlie Miller.

Other family and friends had made it to the Avalon Cafe to see Plymouth band MadDog McRea and I headed over. They sounded superb and it was great to see one ofmy hometown groups playing to a huge and enthusiastic crowd. So enthusiasticthat the crowd wouldn’t leave until the bass player came back on and asked themto let the next band on. They’re on tomorrow in Croissant Neuf tomorrow nightat 11.30. They should do well with anyone who doesn’t want to see U2, Primalscream, Cee Lo Green, Fatboy Slim or any of the other official gigs on at thattime.

I haven't found milk yet. . .

Icouldn’t find any milk as I wandered home to my tent. What was I going to haveon my cereal in the morning? Aah! I found some chocolate milkshake!

 

Goodnightall.

 

Jim.

Goodnight.

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