Those were my first thoughts, quickly followed by the shocking realisation that I may have unwittingly joined a cult, as I scanned the room of 30 other curious souls all tapping on their heads and murmuring phrases simultaneously on a cold wintry day in Alcester…

It all begins with an idea.

Walking amongst the magic of my favourite spot in Cornwall last week I came across two fields full of sheep, all happily baaing away at one another. Is it me, or are sheep actually REALLY loud?!….