It’s a testament to the Feast that I no longer write blog posts about it. It seems odd to see the mix of wonderful music, fantastic followers and beautiful atmosphere as just business as usual, but that’s the case.

In theory this means that I get to spend the train ride home staring out of the window instead of at my laptop. However, while I didn’t imagine that having a private with Mabel was going to lead to me writing a thesis about the cross, here we are …