This morning I lay by the pool and tried to avoid Instagram young persons photographing everything from various angles. Not sure they have seen anything of Bali but the photos will be fab!

After various hiccups concerning time, distance etc, this afternoon I have been for a cookery class in someone’s home. Led by this nice young man who used to be a chef on cruise ships. Interestingly, this has given me a much better view of what living around here is like.

From the road, all you can see of most of the houses is an ornamental wall with bits of temple sticking up above it. Turns out, in this family at least, there is a hectare of ground and 42 people living behind it! Not to mention the fruit, veg, coffee bushes, pigs, dogs and 31 cats. They have rice paddies about 1km away. They’ve also been living there for 600 years.

At the front there has to be a temple, an open air raised dais with a roof on it for weddings etc and a senior house for the oldest members of the family. When grandma dies, everyone moves round. Normally wives move into their husbands family compound but it can be the other way round if the other family have no sons. Or they adopt a nephew or two.

Then I went to my cooking class. Just me – and we had to work round my lack of chilli digesting skills. We made chicken broth with meatballs, chicken skewers, tofu and tempeh curry, veg salad and pancakes (green). Then I got to eat the lot. I will let you interpret the pictures. I have deleted the most unflattering ones of me in comedy cooking hat.

And I got a certificate!