Sitting in Yogyakarta’s tiny airport a man and his daughter teeter by me. Dad was both pack mule and shepherd manfully lugging their things while his young daughter – no more than 10 years old – clung ecsatically to his waist.

About a month ago a Dutch water management outfit called Deltares published a report on oil palm plantation in a part of the world you’ve probably never heard of but it makes for scary reading nevertheless.

In sweet sounding if heavily accented English, the cabin announcement on one airline here metaphorically kills me every time I hear it.

“The possession and trafficking of illegal drugs is a serious crime and carries the maximum penalty of death. Thank-You!”

It’s the “thank you” that gets me. Bright sounding and happy, it’s not far off the how you might react to someone who just paid for your latte.