Over an early breakfast (damn these 5am awakenings) a text from my sister, on holiday in Egypt. She tells me ahe's given up scuba diving in the Red Sea for a day trip to where Moses allegedly saw the burning bush.
My texting skills, or indeed my pre-10am mental ability, is not up to a quip about Prophet Moses tripping on psychtropic drugs at the time, or an original pun about the current U.S. President...
So I made more coffee, and I'm blogging here instead.
