Glastonbury – All the help you’ll ever need!

Andy Barrow thanking two men for their help at Glastonbury.

Apologies that the second installment of my Glastonbury series has taken so long. Unfortunately, weddings, a holiday, mild illness and life in general got in the way!

As I mentioned previously, one of our “different Glastonbury things” to do was go for a posh dinner cooked by a Michelin-starred chef in a place called The Rocket Lounge.

The Rocket Lounge is part of the Deluxe Diner in the southeast corner of the festival.

It’s roughly a 40-minute walk from Spring Ground, the disabled campsite. But bringing a wheelchair and mud into the equation meant it would take a lot longer!

We decided to set off as soon as we were ready at about 3pm as the conditions were so bad, even though our booking wasn’t until 6pm.

My real point of this blog it to illustrate just how achievable this festival is. This is mainly because of the pure kindness of those around you at all times.

Some fantastic volunteers had already helped us cart our belongings onto the grounds and set up our tents. We quickly realised those who had simply come along to enjoy the festival were just as willing.

Literally five minutes after setting off, a guy approached us offering to push me. We offered him a drink to say thanks but he just laughed and told us not to be so silly.

We then met another man who was volunteering in production. He saw us deciphering which part of the mud was the least worst to travel through; this mainly consisted of my wife walking through puddles to see how deep they are!

He kindly asked the people stewarding the backstage camping area whether we could be escorted through there as he knew it would be a quicker, less muddy route.

We emerged back into the festival proper and two more people helped us through the mud some more. We finally made it to The Rocket Lounge at about 4.30pm.

“Five-Minute Friends” at Glastonbury

These acts of kindness continued throughout the whole festival. I’ve lost count of the amount of people who assembled groups to carry me out of mud when it got particularly sticky or simply wanted to give my wife a break form pushing me.

While heading back to the tent one night, another festival worker stopped his van and offered us a lift! In the car, he told us the festival has a policy to not drive past those who look like they may need help without asking if they’re ok.

It seems those just there for the party share the same ethos.

Could we have got around on our own, without the help of others? Yes, I’m sure we could have.

Those offering help really did make our festival a whole lot easier. We had the added bonus of meeting some wonderful people from all over the world, too.

And anyone who has been to a festival in the UK appreciates the virtues of the “five-minute festival friend”!

I’ve honestly lost count of the amount of people who offered a helping hand. So, if you’re reading this and think you may have pushed or carried a red-haired retired Paralympian in a muddy field last month, thank you, you really made my day!

My next blog is all about the access facilities at Glastonbury. Check it out!

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