In Glastonbury’s Absence


It’s usual at this time of year, when the rain hammers down and stirs the fields to deep muck, for thousands of festival-goers to descend on a certain spot in the West Country.  It’s not happening this year, much to the despair of Wellington boot retailers, and its absence leaves, in my view, something missing from the English summertime.  Glastonbury is a bit like Wimbledon.  You might not attend it, follow it or watch it on the telly, but if it didn’t happen you’d still notice its absence. The closest I’ve ever got to the festival is a visit to … Read More