Yes, it actually happened. Three years since the brave and sleepless last turned Michael Eavis’s dairy farm into southern England’s seventh-largest and first-noisiest city, Glastonbury festival returned for a delayed 50th birthday party that will be hard to top. I’d like to say I saw it all, but not even the BBC can make that claim. Where was their camera crew when the spoon carving was afoot?
The long weekend remains Britain’s most overwhelming cultural experience. Those who attempt to conquer it armed with strict timetables and oxygen tanks will be left wishing they had simply given in to its strange mystic energy. Nevertheless, some themes emerged. Here is about three per cent of what went down.
