At the height of the bird-flu scare we threw caution to the wind and entered the bird-flu surveillance zone in Scotland to visit Luci's Friend Hannah, who's parents live in St. Andrews. Hannah lives in Nicaragua. She and her Nicaraguan freedom fighter boyfriend sung us a song:



The next day we went to the beach:



Also to a children's playground:



We listened to revolutionary records:



And talked politics late into the evening.

I noticed that Hannah's parents' biscuit tin had Che Guevara and Fidel Castro on it:



No one else had ever realised this, and, in all the excitement, red wine got spilled on my favourite tshirt: