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This morning I thought today was going to be quiet day in the office followed by a first aid duty at the Playhouse. However at about noon I got a call from a friend asking if I wanted to go to Glastonbury with him as a guest of one of the security companies (he's just finished organising a small music festival). The only problem was that it was to leave at 8pm from Glasgow. I took about 40 minutes to sort out my calendar, ask my wonderful boss for time off and say yes. Then spent two hours catching up with everything that needed urgently doing and delegating everything else.

The afternoon was spend rushing about packing and borrowing a tent (mine's at my parent's house in Queensferry). We got through to Glasgow and found the coach to take us to Glastonbury. This was the view from the coach about Carlisle.