It’s that weekend. Parklife. Epicness in a party. Drunken antics. Frank Ocean headlining. The 1975. Hot pants and wellies. The lot. You’ll probably get drenched, lose a shoe or two and ruin your clothes with festival filth, but it’ll be worth it. If you haven’t got your tickets by now you’ll probably have to buy your tickets from the shady bloke in the orange coat who stands outside in the rain. But if you can’t snag yourself a place at Parklife, don’t stress. There’s still plenty going on around our city.