It was almost a two hour performance, or felt like it, and when it was time to depart, our feet were like blocks of ice, our necks were cricked and it was hard to walk across the grass then along the road to return to our car! Most of the people and traffic had gone; a charming policeman pointed us in the right direction as blocked roadways prevented access to the bridge and other routes!
No, not us and No not Glastonbury! Between the squally storms. These people gave me permission to take the pic... then I did so with their camera! |
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