Glastonbury’s hateful chorus of approval
Tuesday, 1 July 2025 ()
I relish a summer garden party as much as the next man — golden fields baking in the heat, the smell of simmering sausages and sun cream, the young in one another’s arms, with luck a tombola tent or a wellie-throwing competition, a tractor parade and perhaps a local farmer playing old English airs…
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