It’s just before 10am on a Thursday, and I’m drinking homemade moonshine whiskey from a communal plastic cup, in a tribal village in Northern Thailand.

Turquoise waters so clear you can see clear to the bottom, snacking on fresh grapefruit so sweet, you can’t believe it’s grapefruit accompanied by Pearl singing traditional Polynesian songs while she played the ukelele.

The idea of Mary’s virginity first appears in the gospel of Matthew.

What do we do when our hopes are dashed? How do we carry on when our plans are derailed?