Plenty of hot water streamed into the sink and I washed all the implements and dried them. As the water ran I thought of the report I read this morning. A Bangladeshi woman who had given evidence at the COP conference in 2009 in Copenhagen. The reporter had returned to interview her. Nothing has changed in her village. Sea levels mean that their water contains salt and they have to walk long distances with heavy jugs to collect drinking water. Their homes are constantly under threat from further ingress. The crops don’t grow in salty water most of the promises made in Copenhagen in 2009 have not been honoured. Yet I can still jump on a plane, jump in my car, turn up my heating, throw away bagfuls off plastic, buy whatever clothes and goods I want at the touch of an Amazon click and, above all I can turn on my tap and receive endless supplies of clean, hot water. Something has to change or we are all f……… not just our forgotten brothers and sisters across the other side of the world. I’m sorry for my inaction dear woman in Bangladesh.