Meeting Rita Ora isn’t easy. I don’t mean being in her presence — although that has its complications — but actually, physically being in the same place at the same time as the singer-turned-model-turned-actress-turned-TV presenter.

It takes three weeks and as many continents to pin Ora down. She’s suddenly summoned to Macau to be named the most popular and influential international artist in China. Then Ed Sheeran writes her a song and she hotfoots it to LA to record it. In between, she crops up at the Coachella festival, in California (partying, not performing), and at New York’s Met Gala. Almost daily she is pictured at airports or events, often to promote one of the many brands she is paid to represent.

Hearing her long-delayed