Was it a risk to attend a third Irish Baroque Orchestra Matthew Passion in as many years, given that previous indelible interpretations had come from Helen Charlston, Hugh Cutting and Nick Pritchard? Not really, because the shaping hand of Peter Whelan, musicianship incarnate, was bound to give us the connected dramatic arc in Bach's greatest of masterpieces as usual. And as ever he had several equals among the instrumental and vocal soloists.

Nowhere welcomes Ukrainians (and Palestinians too, for that matter) more warmly than Ireland, and especially Dublin. A standing ovation twice over was guaranteed, and well deserved after their perfect performance of Beethoven's Third, "Eroica" Symphony. Otherwise, no special case needed to be made for these distinguished visitors beyond the perception and beauty of their playing under no-nonsense Artistic Director and Chief Conductor Volodymyr Sirenko.

This was a concert of music by living women composers, and I guess you could call all three of its components protest music. Cheerful or sad, smart or overwhelming, each work had a point to make – and a sense of outrage. For those who were there, its impact was something they are unlikely to forget for a very long time. 

The members of the National Symphony Orchestra of Ukraine, on an intensive tour of the UK and Ireland which sees them right now performing daily after long journeys, are heroes by any standard.

They are also musicians of high calibre and with a distinguished tradition. The programme they offered in Manchester was designed to link Britain and Ukraine symbolically, but it was – as with all its variants on the tour – built around Beethoven.

It’s hard enough to sell tickets for any concert of classical music these days, let alone one that features mostly contemporary music; yet in this week’s offering from the Scottish Chamber Orchestra, featuring six recently written works, none of which could be described as familiar, there was hardly a seat to be had in Edinburgh’s Queen’s Hall. Why?

The London Handel Festival delivered extra rations at Smith Square Hall on Saturday. A bright, crisp beginning-of-spring afternoon made a fitting backdrop – with sunlight streaming in through the (former) church windows – for Handel’s witty but tender pastoral entertainment, or mini-opera, of 1718, Acis and Galatea.

Coinciding with Mothers' Day, and a week after International Women’s Day, Manchester Camerata gave this fascinating window into the world of lesser-known music by British women composers.

Why such an education is needed is a good question. Are some of these pieces (which are to be recorded for CD by John Andrews, soloists Alexandra Dariescu, Alex Mitchell and Rachael Clegg and the Camerata strings this week) in the nature of what a former, male and very Lancastrian, member of the Hallé brass section once defined for me as “justly neglected masterpieces”?

This programme – of Weir, Bartók, Finzi and Stravinsky – was right up my alley, and the BBC Symphony Orchestra and Sakari Oramo delivered on its promise, with performances that ranged from the grandly ceremonial in the Weir to touchingly intimate in the Finzi. In addition there was an enjoyable concerto for South Korean star Yeol Eum Son and, to finish, one of the great orchestral showpieces, The Firebird, or rather some of it. 

The master pianist and pedagogue Heinrich Neuhaus impressed upon Elisabeth Leonskaja the maxim "don't look for yourself in the music, but find the music in you", something she says she reflects upon daily. Which is how she seems to channel the essence, shedding ego but retaining personality. More recently she's given us one-composer marathons - Beethoven's and Schubert's last three sonatas above all - so to be reminded of what genius there is in her more diverse programming was a special pleasure in last night's recital of Beethoven, Schoenberg, Chopin, Webern, Schubert and Mozart.

My last St John Passion arrived during the Proms in the vast hanger of the Royal Albert Hall, where the impeccable, discreet musicianship of Masaaki Suzuki and the Bach Collegium Japan sometimes struggled with the chilly open spaces all around. At St Martin-in-the-Fields yesterday evening, no such problems: the Monteverdi Choir and English Baroque Soloists, with Peter Whelan directing, balanced intimacy and grandeur in a reading whose visceral impact and involving immediacy wholly filled the church, while never overwhelming it.