Drifting in and out of consciousness (oxfordhacker) wrote,
Drifting in and out of consciousness

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Hello, Glastonbury

Well, once again I have chosen an exotic locale from which to make one of my sporadic updates. I am currently lying in my sleeping bag in a tent in the middle of a vast field encompassed by a magnificently unnerving ring of 12' high metal. Oh yes, this week I am an Oxfam steward at Glastonbury Festival of Contemporary Performing Arts.

The trip here was as haphazard as ever, with the Oxfam bus having to wait for an hour and a half so that people coming in on delayed trains wouldn't be left behind. My plans for a nap on the way in were scotched by the woman behind me who, in a voice that could etch glass, interrogated the poor stanger next to her about the intimate details of his love-live, before admitting in so many words that this was so that she could discuss why men are so superficial that she can't bring herself to sleep with any of them because she has scars on her legs. This discussion discomforted most of the top deck of the bus during the laborious 1.5 hour trip from Bristol to the festival site...

I arrived to good news, though. Clearly my sterling stewarding in 1999 and 2002 was noted, as I have got fantastic shifts. Not only am I in the A Team, thus fulfilling an ill-coknsidered childhood wish in a mercifully BA-free fashion, but my job is in the Staff Carpark, which means I may not even have to interact with the miscellaneous crusties, hippies and criminals that make up the public at this event - just speed-freak (and amphetamine-fuelled) security personnel on their third back-to-back 12 hour shift.

The best bit, though, are the times: I have to work 2pm-10pm on Wedsnesday, 10pm-6am Thursday/Friday, and 6am-2pm on Saturday. Those keeping score will realise that these neatly avoid clasing, not only with Radiohead's gig, but also damn near everything else of note over the weekend. Sweet.

In fact, the only thing that could improve the situation would be being able to share stewarding with some good mates as in previous years... Ah well, greengolux and autodidactic should be around, and I'm sure we'll meet up somehow.

Adding to the quantity of arse kicked this year are the kitchen facilities. Not only do they have two different beers on draught, but quiz and fruit machines, pool, table football, and Metal Slug for 10p a go! I don't know what their food's like yet, but I've already blown all my small change on killing Nazis...

Well I've got a 9am briefing tomorrow so I'd better check out. If I don't post again, it'll be because I'm having too much fun. Or on too many exotic drugs. Or have run out of batteries for my Trio. Or am a lazy arse. Later...

This update was composed at 1am this morning but only posted now, as LJ kept insisting that it contained non-Unicode characters. Trial trial and error suggest that this was a semi-colon. Go figure...

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