Here’s the funny bit: you can bring your own picnic blanket. But not your own booze. The bars are mobile, like tiny pubs on wheels. One bar is literally a converted vintage caravan. It smells faintly of cinnamon and beer.
Also, the headliners are always a surprise. Past years have seen acts like Rudimental and Nile Rodgers. For 2026, rumours whisper a 90s boyband reunion. I’m not naming names, but imagine *NSYNC but accidentally booked. That would be legendary.
The food is run by Michelin-star chefs. They cook from converted horse boxes. Yes, horse boxes. You’ll eat lobster mac and cheese while standing next to a flower bed. Upscale camping vibes meets total chaos.
