I am very grateful to be here, however constant motion and literally travelling solo can get lonely. Don’t get me wrong, if I had Skype or wifi I’d be sorted. But as you know the internet is 99% non-existent where I am, so I need to ground myself and create a bit of normality.

Her name is De de mar, as named by my local guide, Lisa. She is a little Tibetan doll that I bought in a Chinese village North of Shen Long gorge. No, I’m not turning into Tom Hanks in Castaway, so hear me out. Wherever my bed is for that night, I pop her out and have instant bedroom individuality. Something constant.

And in case you think I’m a complete freak, I stole this idea from someone else who was always moving country and home for her husband’s work. With each new move came new furniture arranged by the company. While it was all beautiful, it lacked soul. So she bought herself a little Buddha and brought it to each new home she moved into. 30 years later, and it’s still sitting on her bedside table.