While watching Mongol on Friday evening I was struck, even more so than by the amount of blood spraying across the screen, by the landscapes. The mountains, deserts and steppe were as much a character as any of the humans, and the most breathtaking shot in the film, for me, was of a river, sparkling in the sunlight, snaking its way across an enormous plain that stretched to the horizon.

I need to get out of cities for a while, to get lost somewhere in the middle of nowhere, somewhere big and wide and open and exposed to the elements.

The more I think about it, the more I’m convinced that our half-joke suggestion of Australia as next year’s family holiday destination isn’t such a bad idea.

EDIT: Iceland is also near the top of my list.