‘Congratulations!!! Congratulations on the pregnancy. How many months are you?’ Gosh the dangers of mistranslation. I thought I was signing off my message to Silvia with a hug. Con un embrazo. But no, I should have said un abrazo. This is how rumours begin. However, I was flattered that she considered it a possibility for…

Could be Canterbury? We were heading a little left of here, towards the marvellous rock faces of Mt Fitzroy. Or is it Fitz Roy? On to the Perito Moreno Glacier. Mesmerising, except that staring eyes eventually were stabbed by needles of snow. 3000 miles to the north it’s warm in Jujuy. I swam amongst demented…