Sorry for the haphazard posting. Have been trying to cram too much activity into too little time. Story of my life.
Partly I've been catching up on sleep. Sunday at dawn I went for a hot air balloon ride with Madonna.
"Is it strange having a name that was co-opted by someone famous?" I asked this very pleasant though not famous woman who was in the gondola with us.
"Not a day goes by that someone doesn't comment on it," she said. "When I was a kid it was always the Lady Madonna song by the Beatles."
"Not God's mother?" I asked.
"No, never that."
More later on the ride, but here's me perilously close to a searing wall of flame.