Arriving at the Feast always feels rather like coming home. It’s my favourite festival, and even for me it’s always filled with familiar faces.

But the experience of arriving here this time was especially wonderful. I couldn’t even count the number of welcoming embraces I got from people telling me how good it was to see me back after my enforced absence. I also had many partners assuring me as we walked onto the floor that we could stop if I needed to …