I seemed to be unfairly treated in comparison with the others who had adopted the commune’s medieval lifestyle. For example, I was the last to be served my cabbage ration, and a rude woman wouldn’t let me use the upstairs lavatory.

Then I began to question the authenticity of the whole set-up. How could potatoes be counted as a staple of the community’s diet when they were not known in Europe until the second half of the sixteenth century? More to the point, how come JM was allowed to have his iPhone out on display and was now happily downloading the latest Formula 1 app in front of everyone?