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I don't know about you but Glastonbury seems to provide me with something special every year. I'm not on about that magic headline act or sometimes even the 'music'. Occasionally the big band you've been dying to see can just about live up to that long awaited high expectation. The problem can be the anticipation and daydreaming of the very moment. Yes, your all time favourite band could play a mesmerising set or even bring an extra special guest along. For me however the best surprises come from those bands that you curiously mooch over to see, only to be blown away by their efforts (i.e. Seasick Steve in 2008 and Chic last year). Furthermore, some of my lasting memories are moments spent simply out and about.

For example...

- Wednesdays at Stone circle provide that no pressure chilled out feel but there's an underlining excitement of 'what is to come'. Busy atmosphere later on is great for socialising and meeting random people. Random people can be very good.

- Rain Rain Rain - Can force you to take cover in less familiar places. These accidental discoveries can bring little treasure troves of pleasure. This is how I found the double decker bus at the top of The Park. Hope to see a few of you up there in 2014.

- BRAMBLE FM - You have to see it to believe it

- Old hippies are actually very interesting people, you know. Your mind could be opened up into a endless cosmos of zen and spiritual enlightenment. Either that or you can have a good giggle.

- Activities !!! How to spend an afternoon? Sculpting, painting, meditating… Options are endless

- Circus Field... Just go.

- Are you into Dance Music? Try something completely different. You'll end up talking about how much you loved dancing to 'That old bloke that played bongos' in that small tent over by the thingy. Vague memories but an exquisite highlight of a cracking few days.

There is more but I'll let you do those… I'm rambling on too much

Please feel free to share some of your experiences and views

AND REMEMBER...

Don't follow the trend

Have a mooch about

There's more to Glastonbury than just the music

Cheers friends!

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I find smells evoke memories. When I was a young reporter (many years ago) I used to visit Sharpness Docks on a Thursday and I could tell which area I was in just from the smell. There was the timber importing area with the smell of damp pine, the scrap metal exporting area that smelt of cutting fluid used on lathes and best of all the wonderful smell of flour in the mill storage area.

Glastonbury is the same with the best smell of all being woodsmoke drifting over the fields in the evenings. So walk the site and from time to time, close your eyes and enjoy the smells (turdises apart).

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I find smells evoke memories. When I was a young reporter (many years ago) I used to visit Sharpness Docks on a Thursday and I could tell which area I was in just from the smell. There was the timber importing area with the smell of damp pine, the scrap metal exporting area that smelt of cutting fluid used on lathes and best of all the wonderful smell of flour in the mill storage area.

Glastonbury is the same with the best smell of all being woodsmoke drifting over the fields in the evenings. So walk the site and from time to time, close your eyes and enjoy the smells (turdises apart).

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Sounds evoke memories for me. 2011 we were in the camper can east fields Tuesday night before the gates opened. Bimbled over to the top of the hill of death to view the last minute preparations to the site. In the south east corner around Arcadia was some form of crane JCB thing with orange flashy light on and when moving it had the reversing beep thing going. I can hear it now and each time I hear the same sound it takes me back to the moment (sounds mad I know but I think you'll get what I mean)

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Sounds evoke memories for me. 2011 we were in the camper can east fields Tuesday night before the gates opened. Bimbled over to the top of the hill of death to view the last minute preparations to the site. In the south east corner around Arcadia was some form of crane JCB thing with orange flashy light on and when moving it had the reversing beep thing going. I can hear it now and each time I hear the same sound it takes me back to the moment (sounds mad I know but I think you'll get what I mean)

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I find smells evoke memories. When I was a young reporter (many years ago) I used to visit Sharpness Docks on a Thursday and I could tell which area I was in just from the smell. There was the timber importing area with the smell of damp pine, the scrap metal exporting area that smelt of cutting fluid used on lathes and best of all the wonderful smell of flour in the mill storage area.

Glastonbury is the same with the best smell of all being woodsmoke drifting over the fields in the evenings. So walk the site and from time to time, close your eyes and enjoy the smells (turdises apart).

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Running away from the Earth as I was being thrown around on a Parachute by adults and children. Was called 'Super Duck' (was asked to come up with a super hero name as I had to save the world) the whole time by the circus bloke... I have no idea how this ended up happening but it was tremendous fun :D

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Rain enforced pit stop = random night of scrumpy under a tarp in green fields, chatting to the guys who's space it was. Great fun, and like a lot of these, impossible to recreate. Went looking the next year, couldn't find it.

20p tea stall at top of green fields near stone circle field, went there while Jay Z was on and we thought there were helicopters circling Pyramid area! Stall guy overheard us chatting about name history, and he ends up serenading us with For Emily.... The S&G song, totally magic moment, and definitely better than Jay Z (for us anyway)

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The noise of the flags in the wind and long drop doors do bring back great memories.

One of my favourite random moments was sat on the wooden seats next to the piano somewhere around the greenfields, wednesday this year when a guy walked up and started playing random covers, focusing on a lot of 90s and hip-hop. We were the first people there and (once it was clear he was talented and had a ton of charisma) in no time there were 60 odd people crowded around, singing along and some joining in on the piano. Great fun.

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Beautifully sunny saturday afternoon outside bimble inn with the "kids" and their very lovely friends. At various points each and every one of us made complete fools of ourselves and everyone laughed with us, not at us. No-one judged. Whatever we wanted or needed was within easy reach. I have genuinely never felt happier. That few hours will stay with me forever.

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Smell - Lost my sense of it, sometimes a bonus, mostly sorry it's gone. You woudn't believe how many times people say "smell that"! In the words of Baz Lurhman -.You'll miss them when they're gone

Rain - Drove me reluctantly into the poetry tent thinking i'll stay h ere a minute or two, listened to maybe 2 sentences and got completely hooked. Tried desperately after getting home to find out who the poet was without success. Go there every year now.

Sitting on dry grass listening to whoever is playing West Holts, unbeatable for me.

Hearing the Pyramid fire up sound testing on Thurs and the excitement level rise as far as people can hear it.

Just a couple of bits making me yearn to be there right now :)

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The bit I wish I could have in a bottle right now is that first sit down after wandering around on Wednesday, pint and food to hand and knowing there's days and days left to enjoy -- leaving the hassles of work and any stresses at home aside to get on with being and doing, and loving it.

True tho there's nothing as instantly reminiscent as sounds like little trolley wheels on trackway, or long drop doors

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I went in to a smallish tent with friends to shelter from the rain one year. There was a band in there playing to a packed audience. At first I thought straight away 'this isn't my type of music'. However, it was either listen to it or go out into the pouring rain, so I stayed put. I'm so so glad I did because they turned out to be excellent musicians and I was able to rise with the mood within the tent. They also told corny jokes in between tracks, which only added to the lighthearted nature that was all around.

Had it not been for the rain that day I'd never have popped into that tent I suspect, or maybe would have put my head around the door and then left immediately when I ruled that music wasn't for me. It was a great education in learning not to be so spontaneously dismissive.

So, my advice would also be to try something you've never considered before. Don't limit your opportunities to discover by doing the same thing you always did (if that's what you currently restrict yourself to).

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2009 my first Glastonbury went alone (loved it) wandering through green fields on the Thursday afternoon trying to take it all in and a beautiful woman carrying a toy hedgehog snd a bowl of buttons stopped me and said "feed my hedgehog and I will sing for you"

So I humoured her took a button and fed the hedgehog tyen she sung in a beautiful voice stirring deeply into my eyes I was transfixed for those 3 minutes. Then I got a peck on the cheek she thanked me and walked off to do the same to someone else.

It was that moment I realised Glastonbury is now inside me and will be forever

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The feel of bimbling........

......... setting off from your base with some money, some tinnies and some time... Safe in the knowledge that the next hours will be what life should always be like....

....rarely experienced outside a festival.

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