I know that Marie, as we speak, is pining away at Roland Barthes. So I found this picture…and I think it should be her, not him, enjoying herself in Morocco. Or just somewhere other than this freezing, grey place. We had a walk in Kongens Have today and it was just a fight not to sink deep, deep into the mud and ice. And that is as you see normally a most wonderful place. Well, maybe Roland Barthes, indoors, is not that bad after all. And since we did have a marvelous brunch in the Cinematek (just eating for hours) life may indeed be forth it all.
Roland having fun in Morocco, while we are…well, cold.