It is an extraordinary sight: the 5,000 acre Cornbury Park Estate rammed with thousands of the Cotswold crop, lords, ladies, and the types of billionaires that call themselves “upper middle class”.
Fathers swap their Square Mile uniform for macro-sequin iridescent coats with lilac fur trims, top hats with pheasant feathers, and reams of strap-on, faux-fox tails. Mothers drape themselves in the Christmas fairy lights, grandmothers opt for silver tinsel alice bands — and everyone packed a Schöffel to keep them warm at night.
