Pilton thoughts

I didn’t get to watch as much of Glastonbury as I might have hoped, but I did enjoy seeing “The Cure” closing things on the Pyramid Stage last night. Robert Smith may look like a goth Susan Boyle these days, but his voice sounds exactly the same as it did 35 years ago.

Very impressive.

Every year I’m tempted when the tickets go on sale, but the TV coverage is so good now I think I’d rather enjoy it from the comfort of my own sofa and plasma screen. Why traipse hundreds of miles to be surrounded by drug-addled twentysomethings and middle-aged hippies trying desperately to rediscover their youth, when I can see the acts in close up with a cold glass of wine in my hand?

Hard for me to do a list of my favourite acts this year, having seen so little, but for me there was clearly one stand-out performance that towered over all others. It can’t be easy making your Festival debut when you’re 93, appearing solo, with no notes or autocue, just you and a microphone and 50,000 people, but DAVID ATTENBOROUGH nailed it.

Next year he should headline.

RC 1-7-19