glastonbury, five in five days, ostrich

so came saturday, the harshest rain and some really top class music. oh yeah, and the worst mud imaginable. once you go to Glastonbury, you realise how many different types of mud there are, from wet and gooey like melted chocolate, to something of the consistency of fudge which steals your wellies. however, this did not stop me on my quest, and deemed to make me even more hungrier due to the amount of work it took to move! looking for some new meats, christine went off the ask a guy working at 'the garlic kitchen' about the signs claims to "unusual foods". the guy looked a little petrified and exclaimed the most unusual thing they had was garlic bread! false advertising at it's greatest!

undeterred, i went next door to wear i had eaten crocodile and opted for a lovely looking ostrich steak bap, applying the beautiful apple/sweetcorn sauce once more.

i must say that the ostrich steak was rather chewy, a little bland on flavour and not really much different in taste to that of a regular cow steak bap. filling, yet disappointing. but a strike is a strike, and having tried this meat i probably will not be attempting it again, unless to see whether somewhere else cooks it up differently, but then i think it is the nature of the meat to be a bit chewy! it was that age old situation where you try and take a bite of something, okay too big a bite, and are left there looking foolish holding the bap up to your face, endlessly trying to bite a piece off, inevitably failing and just taking the entire meat component of the sandwich into your overfilled mouth. i could've done with a knife really! and more serviettes..

i soon scarpered and had a rather muddy yet exceptional day watching people such as css, klaxons, dj scotch egg, maximo park etcetera.. i won't go on.