Glynders and Glasto

A visit to Glastonbury en route to Glyndebourne in the style of Roger McGoug.

i fancied a weekend of cultureandstuff

with a touch of Wagner, Verdi and Strauss,

so i settled for Glyndebourne, (a hansomhouse)

but not being one to sleep in the rough,

i googledup nearby Oar for a place to stay,

punched it into the satnav and aimed

for my cultural weekend in Sussex famed

for being bythesea. somehow I lost my way

and broke down in the backofbeyond – tough

luck, i know, but there i was, stuck

at a camp site near Pilton, deep in the muck

till i found a tent and slept in the buff

through lightnings of Glastoblast, soaking wet!

must remember, setting my satnav, to be sure

(wanting Sussex) to punch in Oare, not Ore

or i’ll land up drenched, somewhere in Somerset.