Dahoum
Registered user
Well, Monkey and me had a little trip to Glastonbury last weekend. 
We set off Friday afternoon and dropped in to the Mecca of macaroons cos it sez on their website that if you show your helmet in the shop you get a free cup of coffee.
Well, I only just managed to stop the young girls inside calling the police before they explained that it says ‘wearing a motorcycle helmet’.
I put my helmet away, did my zip up and still managed to blag a free coffee. We bought some pastries for the weekend and got a free shopping bag too.
They said Bakreman was not there coz “the lazy old bastard only works part time” (or I think that’s what she said – I still had my iPod playing trying to get the same feeling as Steptoe)
Got to the campsite in the shade of the Tor in the late afternoon.
Monkey was a great help - NOT! - in erecting the tent – little chap only managed to get one peg in for me.
Then I found him trying to get at the pastries.
He found his way onto the top of the tent trying to spy out any talent (try telling him that he is only in this temperate country as the sad marketing ploy of a tea importing company).
I humoured him and let him climb a few trees to spot the laydees.
He was pissed off that there was none – so he went off and sat on his seat on the bike again and sulked.
he stayed there till bedtime –silly boy. Must get a smaller sleeping bag for him
Had a walk up to the top of the Tor over the next few days
it’s a long way up
and there’s an old tower at the top
where I’d stumbled upon a virgin sacrifice apparently
enjoyed the view
watched the sun-set to the screams of the sacrifice, and went back down
All in all an enjoyable and enlightening weekend.
We set off Friday afternoon and dropped in to the Mecca of macaroons cos it sez on their website that if you show your helmet in the shop you get a free cup of coffee.
Well, I only just managed to stop the young girls inside calling the police before they explained that it says ‘wearing a motorcycle helmet’.
I put my helmet away, did my zip up and still managed to blag a free coffee. We bought some pastries for the weekend and got a free shopping bag too.
They said Bakreman was not there coz “the lazy old bastard only works part time” (or I think that’s what she said – I still had my iPod playing trying to get the same feeling as Steptoe)
Got to the campsite in the shade of the Tor in the late afternoon.
Monkey was a great help - NOT! - in erecting the tent – little chap only managed to get one peg in for me.
Then I found him trying to get at the pastries.
He found his way onto the top of the tent trying to spy out any talent (try telling him that he is only in this temperate country as the sad marketing ploy of a tea importing company).
I humoured him and let him climb a few trees to spot the laydees.
He was pissed off that there was none – so he went off and sat on his seat on the bike again and sulked.
he stayed there till bedtime –silly boy. Must get a smaller sleeping bag for him
Had a walk up to the top of the Tor over the next few days
it’s a long way up
and there’s an old tower at the top
where I’d stumbled upon a virgin sacrifice apparently
enjoyed the view
watched the sun-set to the screams of the sacrifice, and went back down
All in all an enjoyable and enlightening weekend.
