... back again. a liberal helping of formula milk and Gal is asleep. I am hoping that a long time epistolary chum from Tyneside by way of Medellin in Columbia will join the blogosphere. It would be illuminating to compare M&M wielding 10 year olds in Lewisham's greener valleys (by the DLR) with the gun toting drugs cartel of South and Meso America. Wife and sis in law are making potato soup - such is the richness of Hilly FIelds culture - for we are approaching another jewish holiday that almost certainly has a relation to, if not a sole reason for being in, eating food.

The weekend starts here...
... a two up, two down in SE London, with a cat on the shed.