July 15th, 2014, 5.00 am, Uluru, Australia The pale Englishman unfurled from his desert tent, the shy morning sun glowed orange on the horizon and on his slightly balding pate. “We’ve done it, Joan! By jove, we’ve done it!” he exclaimed, stretching his arms to the naked sky. “Mmm,” murmured the body in the sleeping bag as it turned over. “Right,” he said to the spiders doing their morning constitutional over the red sand. “G’day mate!” He spun round and too fast, wobbling unc