Bush Hall is a bit of a favourite with team RGM. And, after nearly two years away, for us it feels quite a lot like coming home. Temporarily forgotten but so instantly familiar. The mirrored, decoratively stuccoed arches that flank the room are right where we left them and the red velvet chairs are lined in rows, which means this is going to be a civilised one. The winds of storm Arwen are still rushing and it’s bitterly cold outside, but the fearless faithful have braved the elements and are duly assembled, respectfully expectant.