Glastonbury

Things we did not do

Get our auras read
Attend a psychic healer
Have our tarot cast
Get our fortunes told
Go to the crop circles symposium
Buy a wand, or crystal, or a £329 cashmere dress

Things we did do

Attended a service at Wells Cathedral - here's another picture, just because:



Climbed Glastonbury Tor:



It's a hill rising some 150m or so above the plain, capped with the tower you can see here that's part of a medieval church. James mentioned yesterday that Glastonbury attracts a certain amount of nuttiness... this website about the Tor will give you a better idea of what that's actually about. It makes me giggle every time I look at it. What I loved was that people hike all the way up... and then there's cow pats everywhere. Doesn't do a whole lot for the place's atmosphere.

Things we didn't do: Glastonbury Tor edition
Invoke the King of the Fairies
Form a Deep, Personal and Emotional Bond with the hill
Participate in, or witness, any neo-pagan nuttiness
Get blown off the Tor
(One of these things actually did nearly happen. I leave it to you to figure out which.)



Went to Glastonbury Abbey:



... sadly, in the rain. The Abbey is another reason for a certain degree of nuttiness in the town. Legend says (and isn't that just a loaded term) that Joseph of Aramethea visited, possibly bringing Jesus as a lad; then came back after the crucifixion, maybe bringing a certain item... (we stayed on Chalice Hill, if a bigger hint is necessary). Add to that the medieval monks who claimed to have dug up Arthur and Guinevere's graves - oh, did I forget to mention that traditionally Glastonbury is the Isle of Avalon? - and there is THIS MUCH potential for crazy-ass trinket shops.

It really is an impressive set of ruins, though; it was one of the longest monastery churches in Britain in its day, and at the Dissolution was second only to Canterbury in dollar value. I really hope wise heads prevail and they don't put up an Arthur statue...

Had pizza at a Lygon St-esque joint:
again.