The Back

I'm back. Back from 35C of donkeys, sand and landmark presidential elections to 10C of familiarity, visible wealth and bloody seagulls. It's nice to be back, of course, but I was very taken with Mauritania and am sorry to leave it.

My return to Aberdeen, I strongly suspect, will not be for long: by Friday I'll be in Egypt, Nigeria, or the North Sea. Oh, please, please, please don't make me go to the North Sea.