A Day of Rest in Glastonbury

We had to switch off for one day.

All of that social media stuff can be too much in your face at times and a day where we just wandered around beautiful Glastonbury was needed.

The heavy scent of incense filled the air and the riotous clang of singing and guitars from different corners of the High street filtered through the noise of shoppers and gawkers.

It was lovely.

The weather was lovely today - very sunny but it certainly still had a bit of chill in it.

We also took ourselves to Wells by car, only about 15 minutes away as we were told there would be a Farmers Market on.

Wells is a beautiful township with a magnificent Cathedral. I had seen it the last time I was in England and frankly, it was rather depressing to think of the amount of wealth that went to the Churches while to peasants starved and froze to death.

Yes, It is HUGE and outstanding but I only needed to see it once.

We purchased fresh hummus and flatbreads and Anne bought a quiche and I got a goats cheese pastry which we had for dinner.

We returned to Glastonbury to take a look at more shops and I behaved an purchased only two books.

Anne also bought a few books and we went into our favourite herbal apothecary #starchild for some beautiful incense.

Apparently the B and B we are in has two ghosts in it.

One is a lady who seems to keep to one room where she holds court and has really created a bit of a stir when she encounters people that she does not like the look of them. She even made the owners do some renovations to make her life more comfortable when she flooded to bathroom above and the water leaked into her room and the owners had to move things about. I guess she now is much happier and maybe is OK having guests in her room as things are much more quiet.

Also there have been a man downstairs in what was the old kitchen and is not a lounge area for guests to watch television. Estelle the owner said that she used to hear him walking around and also smelt cigarette smoke on occasion.

He also seems to have settled down - they did do quite a bit of renovation during Covid shut down and we know that renovations often stir up spirits so now that they are back open to the public and work on the B and B has stopped the ghosts are happy once more.

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