Missed Ho Chi Minh today due to oversleeping so that will be something to do on our last day. The Mausoleum is only open 8am until 11am so once you’ve missed the alarm, you’re out of luck.

The whole shoe thing by the way was really the tip of a clothing-crisis iceberg (my clothes are literally falling apart) so we decided to do some shopping instead. We never – of course – went native in India but when I saw I could buy a complete outfit and dress like all the Vietnamese wide-boys for less than a fiver, I knew my problems were over:

100% polyester in case you were wondering. When I walk it sounds like two carrier bags being rubbed together and if anyone lights a cigarette near me I’m going to go off like a Catherine Wheel.

A pair of shoes and another pair of trousers and I was good to go.

After lunch we went to the Water Puppet theatre which was fantastic. The show takes place on a small lake upstairs and the puppets float on the surface, manipulated by attached rods which are moved around from behind a screen. But, like a good Tommy Cooper skit, while they make it obvious how the basics are done they include plenty of tricks that defy the logistics. Big thumbs up from me and D.