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Sunday, 6 May 2007

make a right at the ostrich carcass

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I do relish a sentence that I've never heard uttered before. This one might take the cake. Can I tell you we've been to Marrakech?

I have SO MUCH to tell you, loads of pictures I want to show you. But suffice to say we've been to Africa and back in the last three days and it's nearly midnight. So I shall leave you merely with this bit of direction in the post title, and I'll also confess that I don't even know if it WAS an ostrich. But it was upside down, very dead, and only one of the bizarre and marvellous things that happened to us on our Moroccan adventure. More tomorrow...
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