One of the best things about Glastonbury is its vastness; there’s something weird and wonderful happening in a single corner. It’s possibly the only place on earth where it feels completely normal to encounter sweaty cage-dancers in bondage harnesses, giant anthropomorphic trees teetering on tiny little stilts, a serene tent full of hypnotic chanting, and a group of mates in Teletubbies costumes doing the macarena within the space of a 10-minute stroll.
The only catch? It’s impossible to keep up with everything happening across Worthy Farm, and even the most intrepid explorer will miss out on something incredible like Cate Blanchett turning up as a backing dancer for Sparks, or Tilda Swinton casually doing a poetry reading with neo-classic composer Max Richter.
