3 years since the last Glastonbury Festival and,coincidentally, 3 years since we have seen two sets of friends, who we met up with this weekend. The TV coverage of Glasto has been the soundtrack of our weekend and on Sunday Glastonbury defined where we could meet our friends without either set of people getting caught up in festival traffic.
West Bay became our destination of choice and the sun came out with a side serving of cold blustery wind.
The day started with marmalade for breakfast. Traditional enough you might think but for us the day started with marmalade ice cream. A very fine toilet on our route can be found at an Ice Cream Farm. Despite the earliness of our arrival it seemed rude not to partake in their titular product.
The next stop was Bridport, it seemed fitting on this occasion to have cake as this comfort break was at a bakery.
These were way to fancy for our tastes and we decided to buy something a little simpler, and save it for the return journey.
And so the three year reunion occured. We hugged and laughed and walked a lot and drank coffee.
West Bay did not disappoint it even gave me two of my favourite things. A glitterball and an old weathered door.
Three years has been a long time, the gentle trickle to normality is gathering pace . I’ve loved seeing great crowds of people enjoying themselves at Glastonbury and at a different level it is just so good to give friends a good old hug and a squeeze when we meet. Ice cream for breakfast; not an everyday occurrence for sure but definately an opportunity to be taken occasionally. Random opportunities are assets waiting to be realised. It may have taken a world pandemic for me to fully realise their value.
Link above to happy news article.