Tat London Journal

With festival season upon us, we thought we’d highlight a few that might not be on the tip of your tongue. There’s a charming one down in Somerset, held at Worthy Farm — very easy to get tickets, not at all overwhelming in size… I joke, of course. We all know the famous Glastonbury and it has no reason to be on this list.

We’ll hold our hands up: we can be a touch London-centric. Possibly southern-centric, if we’re really confessing. Much of the South is guilty of this idiocy. So, in the spirit of national redemption, we’ve made a concerted effort to embrace the North — not quite mustering all the charm that’s so famously abundant up there, but still. We want to be the town criers not just for the capital, but for all corners of this great island. One that we can be quite hard on, but one whi

My rule for weddings has always been: if they’re abroad, then — sadly for the couple — my presence is the present. I’ve never felt bad about it. If you’re asking me to browse a gift list while we’re simultaneously booking flights, hotels and taxis, you’ll understand why I won’t be clicking. And when you actually look at the tat that ends up on most wedding lists, I find myself quite bereft — reluctant to put my name to any of it.