I love Recoleta Cemetery. I was there today for the inauguration of the information touch screen and couldn’t resist a quick look round after the event. We’re not talking a mild enjoyment here. Wandering the cemetery streets, I feel contented and at home – that there is nowhere I would rather be. The caretakers and office staff greet me as a friend, and I often begin with a recce of my favourite tombs. There’s always the excitement of what I might see that I’ve never noticed before.

Things change, too, which adds to the anticipation. A tomb that for years was bursting with planks of wood – closely packed behind rusty openwork doors – was suddenly cleared to reveal an enormous urn that took my breath away with its lifelike cherub and elaborate stone ‘fabric’.

I am on guard, waiting to catch something unexpected reflected in a glass door, like this angel, my Genie. (This is the almost forgotten photo I mentioned in my previous post, which I found when planning my photo exhibition.) She looks as though she’s landed for a moment to remind us that we are not alone.