Charlie was enthusiastic about going hiking in the countryside. I hadn’t realised the motive behind this sudden urge to get into the wild.

Our progress was slow. Every few minutes Charlie would stop, hand me his mobile phone, and ask me to take a video. Charlie walking up a hill towards the camera, Charlie opening a gate and closing it behind him. Charlie pretending to climb a rock face (he was only a few feet from the ground). Charlie walking into the distance. Charlie eating a sandwich. Charlie admiring the valley below.

Each time he said, “Just one more video, and that will be it.” But it never was. He tutted if he wasn’t happy with the results. “You will never make a great director,” he told me, and I was inclined to agree.

We walked ten miles and it took us six hours. Later, as we drank coffee in the late afternoon sun, he informed me that his ‘reel’ had been edited and posted, and that he was getting hundreds of likes.  But there was no mention of the unfortunate guy who shot the videos.