I arrive in Romania at 7am for the Assitej International Festival for Children which is now in it's seventh year and organised by Teatrul Ion Creanga, the Childrens's Theatre in Bucharest.

I am met at the airport by one of the company members and whisked off to the hotel, having not eaten since lunch time the day before (no-one mentioned that Luton virtually closes for the night) and not being one for a kip on the plane, too excited, I am keen to eat and get showered and changed. Why…