Glastonbury party!

yo! ho! yo! ho! I'm here - I knew this black wig would be useful one day. Brought the dog cat as I didn't want to leave him at home on his own.

Bags first taste. Opening lid of luggage!

Hi Annobel. Dog is snoozing and I'm all ready to go. Pick me up will you, please? I'm stood on the corner near the M56 - you can't miss me - I'm in a blue toga sort of thing with fake fur skins and carrying 4 assorted cheesecakes in a Tupperware box

Well, I did have when aboard, but I think she slipped off just as we flew up the hill. Is that her trudging up now? Here are my jellies.

Whoops, I better get going.

I forgot, we've got a Letice Earwig somewhere, but who is it?

I rather fancy being Agnes Nitt, who can harmonise with herself and has a baad alter ego - muy mum used to say when I was naughty that I had one called Jane who did the bad things..

Are we all re ready?
Right
I declare this party

Open

Taking off now, when. Swooping over Cheshire. Good job this broomstick is heated. Sooo chilly! Where are you? No, you can't bring the dog!

...toddles to the door. Stands in garden [wearing flashing goggles] and looks to the skies waiting for Glamma and her broom. Eleven minutes to lift off!

I'm looking for my furry hat. Got the thermal leggings on and the boots. Now for the kilt.

Hic!

I'm just coming as batty old me. If I wear my hair dead-straight I look like a witch. Will I be admitted to the party?

Just packing up the Bucks Fizz jellies. when, I'm picking you up just before 7 if you're ready. chrissy, are you coming with us?

Who is which witch?
Apart from jeni of course..watch out for that luggage!

Is that the ringing of Glam's broomstick bell? Or is it the smoke alarm because I've forgotten to remove the roast from the oven and the house is filling with smoke? Anyone know of an available, handsome fireman round these parts? I'm in the mood for a lift...except we don't have stairs...so we'd have to make-do and pretend.

I think we better plant some bushes on the Tor for the night?...

No hippogriff today, he's not well, he ate the wizzard's' pointy hat.
So: I have been offered a teleport trip instead, but I just hope it does work - I'm sure my wizzard is related to that Rincewind, but he denies it.

jeni very much appreciated...the extra 4" I mean
I'm ready to leave. Waiting for Glam to wizz over on her turbo-charged, all-whistles-and-bells broomstick. Had a wee dram [to keep out the chill] Can't be too reckless. A warm-up is essential. This cat suit is awful scratchy! The goggles keep misting up! The heels of the Abba boots are just a tad too high! Still, a girl can't have comfort and look utterly knock-out glam and gorgeous!

It is going to be bloody freezing a tad chilly tonight so I think the thermals will be required.

I shall bring a Privacy Cape and not care where I go!

NB there is no shrubbery at the top of the Tor! You'll have to go to the bottom and then climb up again [evil]

Soop the one with the seat raised is 4" raise. I shall stick a disabled sticker. Reserved for jeni and soop on it!
( it's actually the raiser off my loo!

Looks like there's going to be quite a rush on the surrounding shrubbery later on....

Just remembered I shall be wearing my silver, lurex cat-suit [with discreet flashing goggles] and knee-high white Abba-style boots. Question is - how will I manage a hasty trip to the portaloos?

I shall hang an engaged sign on one of my choosing. No polite - excuse me please - when nature calls...I shall barge forth with crutches like battering rams and claim my seat...well cleaned and raised by four inches, if you'd be so kind.