I had seen and heard so many wonderful things that my expectations of Wilderness 2014 were sky high. But not for one moment was I to be disappointed, not even when Hurricane Bertha bucketed rain on proceedings. It was fantastic and magical and heart-lifting through and through.

With our three-year-old in tow and friends by our side, we danced at impromptu discos, wrote letters to our future selves, crafted feather headdresses, played ping pong, partook in pirate takeovers and plunged into the cool of the lake.

At night we doused ourselves in glitter while aerial acrobats floated among the trees, watched in awe as the fantastic Macnas lit up the skies with a spectacular burning effigy and saw London Grammar with a full moon rising over the main stage. Three whole days of fun, fun, fun. I even made it out on one of the wild morning runs and to a drop-in yoga session.

And I can’t not mention the food. We ate like kings all weekend; feasting at the Moro Souk Tent, working our way around the delicious food stalls and treating ourselves to fizz and pavlova at the Laurent-Perrier Orangery.

So much to see. So much to do. Something truly wonderful tugging the senses at every turn. And all in the most beautiful of settings, complete with natural amphitheatres and huge, old trees. I can’t wait to go back.

Images by Rebecca Gaunt