I was in London recently for Harry Potter And The Cursed Child; spoiler alert - it was fabulous! I came back to Leeds like a wizard who had just caught his first Golden Snitch. Giddier than a Weasley in Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop. As excitable as Hagrid when the loveable Fang runs through the forest and into his giant arms. Like a...well, you get the picture.