Note to Self

Episode 2

As the snow continues to flurry down on London, and the cold creeps into my bones, my mind darts off to memories of log fires — on safari, at the lodge, after a drive, a cold drink and a hot meal as we reminisce and compare sightings from the day, a kill maybe? Or cheetah? Maybe we’ll get a leopard come to the lodge seeking out the hanging carcass left to entice it.