Fingers Crossed

We went around to Ken & Fatima's place tonight for dinner - couscous. Lovely, it was. On our journey to Sussex tomorrow (weather gods willing) we will drop Fatima off at Gatwick Airport, where she'll hopefully get her flight to Morocco. It doesn't look too promising but one never knows. If the weather is foul, all of us will stay put.

Marianne & Fatima in the kitchen having a chat. Fatima still had her hairnet on which she wears when cooking, but she was happy to pose.
I took a few pics of Ken & Fatima together but Ken pulls the most godawful faces when a camera is pointed at him and I couldn't inflict them on you, dear blipper. I'll catch him unawares one of these days.