Every life is made up of moments, from teeny, tiny microscopic ones like that time you kicked a stone that little bit further than you ever have before to gigantic, towering moments like getting married, giving birth or landing your dream job. Most people, myself included, do not expect to have powerful, life-affirming creating-is-what-I-am-meant-to-be-doing-with-my-life moments while sat in a little study in a little house at the end of a not-so-little garden, in a little street in Oxford, balancing a teacup and saucer on their head while one of their closest friends pours tea into it under the direction of a mad-brilliant, creative genius. (Yes, it was all captured in camera.) But there it was, and here we are.