Woody Allen once said (I think it was in Play It Again, Sam) that "Rain washes memories off the sidewalk of life." If that's true today's summer downpour managed to erase everything. But who cares about getting wet - I enjoyed a lovely brunch with my beautiful friend Alina confiding in her that the only man for me is someone with a coffee farm in Africa (and me wearing the typical Martha Gellhorn outfit of khaki pants, white button down shirt and red lipstick)
