You know that feeling when you’ve eaten a tasty little snack — a pork scratching, perhaps, or a handful of Pringles — and need another hit? In fact, you know you’re about to finish the packet, and in double-quick time, because, gosh, those crisps are making you feel so . . . lanlekhi.

Sometimes other languages just have the better word: savoir-faire, mafia, vamos! Well, Dothraki, the language of the fearsome horsemen who sweep across the steppes of Essos in Game of Thrones, has lanlekhi. “The most literal translation,” says the man who invented the language, the American linguist David J Peterson, is “tongue run”. And once that tongue is running, it’s going to need some more Pringles — or perhaps, in