Glastonbury

Sue and I took a turn in Glastonbury two weekends ago. I was really looking forward to this trip as I knew it would be something different and it was.
We turned up expecting it to be pelting with rain (and it did eventually but only for a short while). It was the cutest little town with loads of really alternative shops (Indian, African, Celtic, goth, devil-worshiping, elves, dragons, wizardry, fairies, hemp, funky shoes,organic foods etc. Such a nice mix and it's the first time I've not seen a tesco express in the high street.
After we had had our fill of shops we went and explored the Glastonbury Abbey and the long history that went with it. There is so much to explain about it but it's probably more famous for being the place where King Arthur and Gwenivere were buried then dug up and destroyed when Kind Henry VIII got rid of catholic churches in England.
In the afternoon we finally felt brave enough to tackle the Tor. We took the bus up to the path, I mean the STEEP path and gale force winds (literally). However, the view from the top was really worth it unlike the smell of the cow manure used to help the grass grow. We then ambled our way down the not-so steep path and back into town. Our day finished with a spot of birdwatching at the Ashcott Corner hides.