
The eye-watering cost of glamping at Glastonbury with two teenage daughters: 'It's the same as a fortnight in Greece'
It’s Saturday night, close to midnight, in a field in Somerset. I am with my daughters Clemmie, 16, and Sasha, 18, gyrating, as much as the thousands of surrounding sequin-clad bodies allow us, and bellowing along to rapper Central Cee and his unprintable …