Getting ready to go soon and Mamfa is fussing about what will fit in the backpack (probably not the football), has he forgotten to book something (could be spending a cold night out somewhere), does he have his passport and right visas (border security are happy to accommodate him for long periods), will his flights be delayed (not flying Qantas so hopefully ok), why do Arsenal keep just missing out on the title (because #%!! Man City have too much money) and does he know how to speak enough of the languages in the countries he is travelling (definitely not).

All I need is somewhere warm and preferably sandy with a steady supply of ants – and given Mamfa’s love of lollies, there is usually something sticky around to attract them.

It’s a big adventure for a little fellow from outback Australia, but I’ve been in the big city for a long time now biding my time to get back out on the road and see some new terrain.