When I made work in Wonder Valley last year, I blithely strolled in an out of the abandoned homesteads for a week, breathing deeply of the heady cocktail of dried animal faeces, powdered insulation and general desert-rock-of-ages that coats every surface here. For this, I paid a price. I fell ill with a fever and three week double lung infection that required two courses of antibiotics to shift.

This year time I took a tip from Bryan Cranston and now wear a respirator while I work.