I love Glastonbury, I’ve been visiting since the 8th of August 1988 (8/8/88 of course) and have lived here since July 1993. I’ve tried moving away, even emigrating, but I’ve been pulled back repeatedly – by the Glastonbury rubber band effect as it’s locally known. Glastonbury is an endlessly fascinating parade of engaging characters, mythology and history, interesting shops, and great musicians. Except on my less positive days when it’s shabby, shambolic and full of nutters trying to blag a quid.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with it, the Co-op is the small supermarket half way up the High Street in Glastonbury. It’s much like any other small supermarket in any town in England, except they sell a larger than normal range of wholefoods and their customers are occasionally barefoot. The staff in the … Read more