I had the roof down on my car as I drove to pick up my cousin this evening from the airport in order to take him for a slap up persian dinner in Amsterdam. He’s in town for 2 days, before he returns to Nairobi. We had glorious bright unseasonable sunshine, as we have had for the past month. The plums in my back garden in Brussels are already ripe and Spring is hardly over. When I was in Guadeloupe in February the locals marvelled at the daily rainfall during the supposedly dry season. I flew to Vermont for Christmas to go skiing and instead found myself in t-shirt and shorts playing frisbee on a green ’snow field’. When I was trekking in Morocco last year my Berber guide showed me villages which have been wiped off the side of the Atlas mountains in freak flash floods in the past few years.

I’m so sorry.

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