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.
