“Sorry, I’m on a tangent now, the coffee is kicking in,” says Björk, calling in from a cabin in the Icelandic countryside. In fact, she is about three tangents and ten minutes away from my original – and, for that matter, first – question. Her words arrive like wind on a cliff-face, rapidly picking up speed and whipping in new directions as she lets herself get carried away by her thoughts. All of this, of course, is to be expected – across her 40-year-career,hellip;read more raquo;nbsp;nbsp;nbsp;nbsp;nbsp;nbsp;View Gallery (13 images)nbsp;