Ah, the UK! A land of tea, historic castles, and yes, a whole heap of festivals and carnivals that make the rain-soaked months feel a tad more merry. I’ve had my fair share of festival adventures, dodging the rain, enjoying questionable food, and losing my voice cheering on the local bands. Buckle in, dear friend, as I guide you through some of the UK’s most iconic festivities. Trust me, after reading this, you’ll want to pack your bag and get out there!
Let’s kick things off with the raucous, colourful, and utterly jubilant Notting Hill Carnival. This thumping celebration of Caribbean culture lights up the streets of West London every August Bank Holiday. Picture this: bright costumes, pumping soca music, and the smells of jerk chicken wafting through the air. Who knew you could sweat so much while dancing?
I’ll never forget my first time at Notting Hill. I got lost (what’s new?), found a rogue band playing in someone’s garden, and ended up doing the Macarena with a bunch of strangers. A moment to cherish forever! Pro tip: go easy on the rum punch unless you want to end up on someone’s shoulders thinking you can fly.
When to go: August Bank Holiday (last weekend of August).
Don’t miss: The children’s parade. It’s honestly the cutest thing imaginable. And if you’re feeling peckish, hit up one of the food stalls for a taste of plantains and roti.
Next, let’s zip up to Scotland for the Edinburgh Festival Fringe. This is the largest arts festival in the world, and boy, does it know how to party! Each August, the city transforms into a vibrant stage, filled with everything from theatre performances to weird and wonderful art installations. I once watched a group of clowns performing interpretative dance – yes, clowns and no, I couldn’t look away.
The best part? You’ll come across street performers on almost every corner, juggling, singing, or even fire-breathing. Just don’t make eye contact with them unless you’re prepared to part with a few quid!
When to go: August.
Don’t miss: The free Fringe shows, where you can see budding artists before they hit the big time. Who knows, you might discover the next big comedy genius (or at least be mildly amused).
Oh, Glastonbury! The muddy mecca of music and art. The first time I went, I thought I was prepared for the mud. Spoiler alert: I wasn’t. You haven’t truly lived until you’ve slipped on your backside in front of a crowd, covered in mud, while attempting to wallow in indie rock bliss.
This festival’s got everything: big-name headliners, a massive market, and obscure performances that’ll have you scratching your head. Make sure you check out the healing fields – it’s amazing to see people getting massages and sipping herbal tea whilst the rest of us are knee-deep in mud and festering hangovers.
When to go: Last weekend of June.
Don’t miss: The Sunday morning worship at the Stone Circle. It’s a spiritual experience you didn’t know you needed.
For the plant fanatics or just those who love a good garden, the RHS Chelsea Flower Show is a floral wonderland you can’t skip. Held every May, this show displays some of the most jaw-dropping garden designs you’ll ever see. I mean, who would’ve thought that flowers could look like tiny rainforests?
My best mate took me one year, and while I admired the botanicals, I may have spent a bit too long at the champagne tent. Cheers to the best cup of tea and biscuit combo I ever had! Just make sure you keep an eye on your wallet because those garden sculptures can be a tad pricey.
When to go: Mid-May.
Don’t miss: The spectacular display gardens—get your camera out!
Scooting along to Liverpool, we have the International Music Festival. If you’re a music lover, this city has your back. The festival showcases a wide variety of sounds, from rock to hip-hop, jazz to indie. Fun fact: the fab four themselves—the Beatles—started here, so you know the music scene is quality.
I once stumbled into a Beatles tribute band playing at a small pub. I thought I’d just enjoy a pint, but I ended up belting out Twist and Shout alongside an enthusiastic crowd. Let’s just say my singing voice isn’t winning any awards anytime soon!
When to go: Early August.
Don’t miss: The free performances at St. George’s Hall. They’re just as impressive as some of the ticketed events!
Moving down to the sunny shores of Brighton, we find the Brighton Festival. It’s a creative explosion of comedy, theatre, music, and visual arts throughout May. Brighton is quirky, eclectic, and always up for a laugh, much like myself.
One year, I decided to attend a spoken word session because, obviously, I was feeling artsy. Spoiler: it was not what I expected! Midway through the performance, I had to stifle a laugh at an awkward bit of silence. Classic me, right?
When to go: Throughout May.
Don’t miss: The Artist Open Houses, where locals turn their homes into makeshift galleries. This is where real creativity happens!
Let’s not forget about the deliciously diverse Mela festivals sprinkled across the UK. From Newcastle to London, these festivals celebrate South Asian culture with food, music, and dance. Picture some delightful street food (hello, samosas!) and vibrant performances.
I remember wandering into a Mela celebrating Indian culture in Birmingham. The atmosphere was electric, and before I knew it, I was trying to dance along to traditional bhangra. My two left feet were not made for that kind of rhythm, but my inner rock star certainly was.
When to go: Various dates throughout the year.
Don’t miss: Live performances and, of course, the food stalls—your taste buds will thank you.
Exploring the UK through its festivals and carnivals is like tasting a rich buffet of cultures, sounds, and tastes. From the mad streets of Notting Hill to the tranquil gardens of Chelsea, there’s a whole world out there waiting for you. The laughter, the music, and the occasional mishap will fill your memories for years to come.
Now, I’ve shared my festival misadventures and highlights—what about you? What’s your favourite festival experience? Drop your thoughts below; I’d love to hear your stories!
