If you ran into me at Glastonbury, I may have looked a bit frazzled. Don’t mind me – I was just a bit broken.
The Decontamination Unit inside Shangri La – Glastonbury’s two-storey after-hours pleasure city of sin and sleaze – was by far the most ambitious event my side project Guerilla Science had ever attempted, and definitely the most experimental.
Hundreds of unwitting punters found themselves face-to-face with a zoo of their own bacteria.
Then counseled by a team of bona fide psychiatrists. It was intense.
I can say without a moment’s hesitation that no group of scientists have ever attempted anything like this before.