The all-female committee smiled and listened as I spoke. Nobody – not even LR-J or BR – challenged a single of my ideas. This was great! Normally I would be ignored.

A little later the sun came out and cast a frightening shadow across the hall. Who was this Darth Vader in our midst? Surely it was not me? I then understood why everyone had earlier indulged my off-beat suggestions. Although it was mid-summer, indoors I’d been wearing my black fleece balaclava helmet. The others had therefore concluded that I had finally flipped, and determined that the best way to handle me was to agree to my every whim.