Out of Africa

Spent a blissful Sunday doing Notting Hill things such as going to mass at St. Francis of Assissi, then having wineflowing lunch with old pal and Mali veteran Andrew and Sandra- we ended up at Andrew's pad watching Out of Africa for the hundreth time...and this is what we looked like at the end making use of  Andrew's liberally supplied Kleenex....
But this was a Sunday Special.
I am otherwise  hectically engaged in useful occupations like the revamping of my flat, and the organizing of a hundred  practical details to do with the prosaic side of life... so correspondence will be brief and lacking in Mali connections for this month of September.